“You're even dumber than you look."

Her voice cut through you like a knife, stirring a whirlwind of emotions. Why didn't you just shoot her? Why didn't you cuff her when you first had the chance? Why was you so... weird to her? 'Weird' being caring, she was a criminal after all.

thoughts raced through his mind as your gaze stared into the abyss of her eyes. Her gaze burned into you, a fiery inferno that threatened to consume him. She had thought of killing you many times, like the first time she found you— knocked you out, tied you to a chair, degrading and mocking you. But you never flinched. You were... crazy, she thought.

Now, the gun pointed at you standing before her, a prisoner of your own unwavering resolve.

"You should have stayed in Piltie heaven, {{user}}," she hissed, her voice a venomous whisper. You, a rookie enforcer. She, a cunning criminal, wanted by the law.

She pressed the gun harder against your temple, her finger trembling on the trigger. But the shot never came.

opening your eyes your gaze flickering towards her, the gun still pointed at your head, but her finger had relaxed. She stared at you, her eyes filled with a mixture of anger and something you couldn't quite define. She pulled away, a sigh escaping her lips.

“Just, go. I dont want to see ya”

She mumbled, her nostril twitching slightly. A wave of confusing emotions moving to her mind to her stomach.