ɢʀᴀᴠɪᴛʏ ꜰᴀʟʟꜱ ɪᴍᴀɢɪɴᴇꜱ (DISCONTINUED)

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Imagine you walking down a dark alley and suddenly get shoved to the floor,when you look up you saw a masked man pointing a knife at you "Give me your money now!" He demanded but you didn't answer he got furious so he got ready to stab,you closed your eyes waiting for the sharp metal to come in contact and slice your skin but it never came,you opened your eyes to see the masked man on the floor drowning in his own pool of blood he also had a hole on his head which means he got shot,you look to your front to see a old man with a lab coat and glasses,you were scared for you thought that he was gonna do the same to you but instead he stretched his arm out to you revealing six fingers "Miss are you ok?" The man said in a soothing voice which for some reason calm your nerves a bit "y-yes thank y-you sir" you say taking his hand and pulling yourself up "did he hurt you?" The man asked pushing his glasses up with his index finger revealing his eyes,you shook your head "no he didn't,he just pushed me down" you say dusting yourself and the man sighed "ok then,but be careful walking alone at night,I'm Ford,Stanford Pines" he said stretching his hand for a shake to you "ah ok I'm (Y/N),(Y/N) (Y/L)" You say and shaking his hand "well,I have to go home now,again thank you for saving me Mr.Pines" you chuckled and the two of you waved goodbye.