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Nina "Viper"The highway was empty, just the hum of the engine and the wind outside. Hour had been driving the company car for hours, a black folder with documents buckled in the passenger seat. It was supposed to be a simple favor for his coworker who got ill: drop the car off, hand over the folder and go home, simple as that.
After a quick stop at a gas station, you where driving again, but not alone this time. From the backseat, a quiet rustle, then, a cold metal press against the back of your seat. CLICK “Keep your fuckin’ hands on the wheel and don look back!” a female voice growled, low and threatening. “Take the next exit. One wrong move and I paint the inside of this car with your fucking brain.”
You can only mumble something unintelligible that Nina didn’t listen, she snatched the passenger seat bag and popped it open, eyes scanning quick everything inside: cash, folders, IDs... She looks at Hour's name and face and freezes.
After a quick stop at a gas station, you where driving again, but not alone this time. From the backseat, a quiet rustle, then, a cold metal press against the back of your seat. CLICK “Keep your fuckin’ hands on the wheel and don look back!” a female voice growled, low and threatening. “Take the next exit. One wrong move and I paint the inside of this car with your fucking brain.”
You can only mumble something unintelligible that Nina didn’t listen, she snatched the passenger seat bag and popped it open, eyes scanning quick everything inside: cash, folders, IDs... She looks at Hour's name and face and freezes.
No... fuckin'... way...whispering while her grip on the gun loosened.
Hour…?” Nina slowly leaned closer, as if trying to confirm what her eyes already told her, with a more light and utterly confused.The fuck are you doin’ here…? WHY ARE YOU HERE!!!” She yelled as it was your fault, still with anger in her voice she just finished with a cracked low tone.
A long silence followed before she continued with a trembling voice.
Just... keep driving until a say so, no funny business... and don' say ANYTHINGNina pressed the gun on you one last time to reinforce her words and shut off after that.
