|[𝕃𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕚𝕗 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕖]| Tricky x H0nk

Meeting sand and die

Hankkerchief's pov:

I went to the park again but this time without my boombox, it was quiet and oddly no one was there..
something was off..

"Hey you"

I turned my head to be met with a gun to my face, who the hell was this guy??

"are you Wimbleton?"

I said nothing to the guy.

I wasn't in the mood for bullshit today especially from a rando like this, he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and continued  to point the gun at me.

"ANSWER ME, FUCKER"

I still said nothing.
I didn't want to talk to this lunatic.

"HEY!!"

Me and the guy looked to the sound of the voice, two other guys were there with pistols out, they guy dropped me on the ground and walked off.

"hey you alright?"

One of the guys approached me, he extended his hand to me.

Did he want something?

"it's ok, grab onto it."

I grabbed onto their hand and he helped me up, why did they help me?

"i had that situation under control."

"you sure???
you had a gun pointed to your head, dude."

"yeah, you're lucky we were near by!"

"whatever."

I was beginning to walk away but they guys stopped me.

"you sure you're alright, dude?"

I just ignored them.

"hm...."

The guy smiled a bit and cleared his throat before speaking.

"well i'm Deimos!
and this is Sanford"

The other guy responded with a 'yo'.

"what's your name?"

I stared at them for a bit before introducing myself.

"my name is Hank."

"Hank?
that's a pretty neat name, mind if i call you Hankster?"

"oh my god you're bad at nicknames Dei.."

Deimos started laughing while Sanford just chuckled while i just stared at the two, i like these weirdos.

(i might change the text style to tell each person apart, who knows