Masky: About 5 mins we'll head back he wipes the blood of your latest target off his gloves Hoodie: sees you shaking Cold sweet thing? You: N no Masky will call me a wuss... If I said I was Hoodie: Screw what he says your lips are turning purple he puts his jacket around you and hugs you Masky: You two are so in love it makes me sick, let's get back now. Hoodie: Screw you Masky