"Uh oh, bad news for the Banger Cell known as The Suitehearts, motorheads. It turns out that the Suitehearts' angel kisser, Dr Benzedrine, got into a firefight with too many cherries 'n berries down at the Getaway Mile that went a touch Costa Rica."
Static
"They went into a Full House and got himself ghosted–"
Static
"Their crew was there helping, but sadly even the best 'Joys fall."
Static
"Pigs are still hanging out 'round there so you may want to steer clear for a bit, it seems chilly."
Static
A deep sigh can be heard through the radio. "Starsight, Benzedrine. May the Phoenix Witch save your soul."
Static
The voice turns robotic. "Now keep running, Tumbleweeds."
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The Stars Watch Over Us All
FanfictionA short Danger Days oneshot series that I might project onto just a bit »»» Table of Contents: 𝗜. 𝗪𝗲 𝗪𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀 (𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗡𝗼𝘄 𝗪𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴) - The Girl talks to Jet Star, and he shares a bit of his philosophical awesomeness �...
