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I CAN'T DO THIS SHIT ANYMORE

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Do what?

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I do?

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okay okay jeez.

fliers...

𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓽𝓼

𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓰𝓸 𝓽𝓸

567 𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓽

that should lure him in.

If i put this on his regular patrol route he should see it and come.

"Free jacket? bet! oh that street is on my patrol route how convienent. And not oldly suspicous."

As he arrives as the derelect street, the air around him starts to change, an odd aura appears, changing the air.

hawks P.O.V

the air around me starts to get tighter like i can't breath, i'm not aesthmatic so why is this happening? Have i flown too high? Wait i'm on the ground. I forgot i'm a big fat stupid idiot.

ok so i actually can't breath what the fuck. What the fucj is happening? How am i suppised to get my fans in my bed if i'm dead?

Am i going to die? I see stars, blackness.

"Good fucking ridens bitch" who's that? Why can't i move.

Y/n p.o.v

i spit on his body you know what I need a piss.

Why not do it on this waste of space.

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what?

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Ok!

I drag this heavy ass corps to an abandoned warehouse. This is where I used to live when stain was alive, so theres shit still in the kitchen.

ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇ ғʀɪᴇᴅ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ.

ғᴇᴀᴛʜᴇʀs sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴘʟᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴄᴇss.

ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀsᴛ sɪᴅᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɢ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀɴᴅ sʟɪᴄᴇ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴇᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪɢʜ.

Tᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ's sɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪɢʜʙɪɴᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ sɴᴀᴘs ᴛʜᴡɴ ᴘʀᴏᴄᴇᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇᴛᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴇɢs.

Pᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ᴏɴ ɪᴛ's sɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜʟʟ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏɪɴᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴋɪɴ.

Lɪғᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪʙᴄᴀɢᴇ

ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴄᴜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴏᴘʀɪᴛᴇ sɪᴢᴇs.

Wɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ʙɪᴛs, ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɪɴ ғʟᴏᴜʀ, ᴇɢɢs ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴘᴀɴᴋᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴅᴄʀᴜᴍs.

Fʀʏ ɪɴ ᴏɪʟ

ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴇɢɢs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀɴᴋᴏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴅᴄʀᴜᴍʙs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇ-ғʀʏ

ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴜᴄᴇ

ɢᴏᴄʜᴜᴊᴀɴɢ, sᴇsᴀᴍᴇ ᴏɪʟ, sᴀʟᴛ, sᴇsᴀᴍᴇ sᴇᴇᴅs ᴀɴᴅ sᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴɪᴏɴs.

Iɴ ᴀ ᴘᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴅ ɢᴏᴄʜᴜᴊᴀɴᴅ sᴇsᴀᴍᴇ ᴏɪʟ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀʟᴛ

Aᴅᴅ ᴀ sᴘʟᴀsʜ ᴏғ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴅᴜᴄᴇ.

Oɴᴄᴇ ʀᴇᴅᴜᴄᴇᴅ ᴀᴅᴅ sᴇsᴀᴍᴇ sᴇᴇᴅs ᴀɴᴅ sᴘʀɪɴɢ ᴏɴɪᴏɴs

ᴛᴏss ʏᴏᴜʀ ғʀɪᴇᴅ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴜxᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇʀᴠᴇ

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