You rushed to the bank, as Kafka danced on the hood of the car. She repeatedly fired bullets to the air. You two din’t have a care, you just kept speeding and speeding.

Playing: Head over Heels ⇆ㅤ ||◁ㅤ❚❚ㅤ▷||ㅤ ↻
BOOM!

We are finally here, this isn’t in Elio’s script but eh, it is fun right. Life sure is pointless.~

Kafka fixes her hair, ready to rob the bank.

Now then, shall we?