Walter & Winter

Walter & Winter

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Walter got out of the car and slammed the door. "I swear... I fucking hate my job... but I need to survive so I guess I have no choice." He mumbled, opening the rear door of the older Chevrolet model his boss gave him for his "special" job-of-the-day. He looked at the girl lying on the back seat, all tied up. What the hell was he getting himself into?
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I turned the knife from him so that he wouldn't try and ram into it, killing himself. Instead, he saw the position of the knife, that pointed towards me, and smiled the most sinister smile. "Thanks." He said and still rammed into me, driving the knife through my body like a knife through butter, igniting a sharp and brutal pain. My yelp was masked by someone behind us yelling, "NO!" *** Completed I will warn you: the beginning is super cringey but I think (in my opinion) it gets slightly better if you want to risk it I'd love to hear feedback on it so please comment!

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