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“𝐖𝐄'𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐄!!!”
──▹Three teens along with four mutants screamed as the car charged at them. The blonde in the driver's seat gripped the wheel hard, eyes too focused on what was ahead to swerve. The other blond was digging his nails at the back of his seat. Meanwhile, at the back, an H/C-haired teen was gripping the seat belt along with the gun in her hand.
Time seemed to slow down in the dark cold night and...
"That's us. Me, Ethan and Y/N. And, we're--... about to run over four completely inno... three completely innocent turtles. By then, I was more than sure the Vsco girls were gonna come for our souls. Also, I think... it may or may not have been my fault."
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"Caroline, I need the gun quickly!"
An H/C-haired teen called, tapping her feet. She had her hands resting on her hips as she stared off into the dark alleyway not too far from where she was. Her h/l h/c locks moved slightly in the light breeze of the cold night. She wore a suit/dress that hugged her body, her hands engulfed in gloves she had on to match the outfit.
The moon was high up in the sky, with not many clouds in sight to cover up its gleaming light. Somewhat loud music from the school behind her filled up the silence in the air as she waited for her friends in the dimly lit streets.
At the sound of muffled voices, the girl glanced down, eyeing the struggling man. His mouth was gagged and his hands were tied behind his back.
"Heads up, Y/N."
Y/N looked to her side, getting handed the item she was waiting for by her other friend.
His strawberry blond hair was styled and pulled back while his tired blue eyes were slightly sharpened out with black eyeliner matching the color of the suit that was around his lean figure.
Y/N took it in hand, aiming it at the wide-eyed man, struggling even more. In an instant, she pulled the trigger, and web shot out, wrapping around the man.
"Alright, there," the teen crouched down before the helpless man, getting a good look at him. With one final look, she stood up again and put her fist out to the boy beside her. He slowly bumped his fist with hers before taking the note from her. Y/N walked off, leaving the two alone.
"Come on, buddy," the strawberry blond cracked his fingers before getting his hands on the male.
A bit of dragging and pushing later, he'd finally got the man in place to later be arrested. Hence, the blond too, walked off, going over to stand at the school gates.
