"sorry, i fucked your wife." blitz croaked, flashing a razor-toothed grin at prince stellan before getting out of that courtyard before he noticed the priceless artifact of his tucked under her arm and murdered her for stealing it (and for fucking h...
[Yeah I'm gonna post the bonus for s2e2 real soon, just gotta draw the art for it.]
"You, my friend, are a fucking bad bitch." Blitza declared.
Moxxie didn't respond. He was too busy trying to slow his heartrate down to its normal speed before he had a literal heart attack and Blitza had to call 911..... which would've gotten him sent back to jail and undone all the work they'd done to escape.
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Blitza plopped down on a hay bale and rubbed her sprained ankle. She'd twisted it during the escape, which almost made her get caught. She'd yelled at Moxxie to just leave her and save himself, but he was brave enough to come back and fight off the guards about to drag Blitza back to her cell. Then he'd helped support Blitza as she limped her way out, and all the way to this barn they were in right now.
"I gotta say, I am proud of you, kid!" Blitza grinned. "You didn't have to come back for me but you did. You did! That is loyalty! That is courage! That is—"
"I stabbed a guy with a fork." Moxxie mumbled, staring into the void.
Blitza snorted. "Yeah."
"He cried."
"Weak people often do."
"We just broke out of jail."
"Mhm."
"And now we're sitting in a barn."
"That we are."
"..... What do I do now?"
Blitza carelessly flipped her hair and stretched her arms behind her head. "Well, you can do whatever you want now. But I have to get back to my house. Like I said, the babysitter will kill me if I don't get back soon."
"Do whatever I want?" Moxxie echoed.
"Yeah. Go on home, I guess. Where do you live? Is it very far away?"
"I... I can't go home." Moxxie realized quietly.
What would happen if he went home? His father would beat the shit out of him for being stupid enough to get caught by the police.
And what about Chaz? He doesn't know if Chaz was still in the mafia or if Crimson had kicked him out for abandoning Moxxie during their heist, but whether or not Chaz is still in the mafia, Moxxie will inevitably have to meet him again if he goes home. Moxxie never wants to see that backstabber's face again.
Moxxie wonders if there's anywhere else he can go. But he doesn't have to wonder for long, because Blitza speaks up.
"Wait a sec. So what I'm hearing is... you need a place to crash?"
Moxxie nodded.
"OH MY GOSH!" Blitza clapped her hands excitedly. "Slumber party at my place, then!"
Moxxie blinked. "You don't mind me crashing at your place?"
