Bacc
by:
Cottoncandykitty 
1343
1343
05.07.2018
108 comments
Blanstheskeleton2018
05.07.2018 20:12
LinkCottoncandykitty[OP]
05.07.2018 20:12
LinkOoooooo
Nice pfp
Blanstheskeleton2018
05.07.2018 20:24
Linkthx
Corey: I'm sorry to hear that...I wish you guys the best for when you return
Corey: gooooodddddd, and make sure you get rest and drink water
Corey: *she walks through the office, stopping when she sees Al at the door*
Al: oh hey boss
Corey: h-heyo Al
Corey: uhhh c-could you do me a favor Al
Al: what?
Corey: go buy me some more cigars?
Al: nice try kitten, not leavin ya
Al: you hear that!?
Corey: *glances at mark* no...your hearing shit again
Mark: *mouths the word sorry to her, he takes a breath, jumps out of hiding and shoots Al in the legs
Al: *yells out in pain, holding his legs*
Corey: sorry Al....maybe if ya listened you could've lived..
Mark: Come on *He takes Corey out, but before they could get out Al shot at them and hit Mark, he winched but pretended nothing happened*
Al: you...you...are...both... traitors!
Corey: ah **** it! *She runs back in, taking her pocket knife and driving it in his heart* I RAISED YA FROM A LITTLE BOY AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET!?!? **** YOU AL!! **** THIS MOB!!! *She takes his dead body and repeatedly puches it*
Corey: *still attacks him, other men started running up the stairs*
Corey: *she jumps up, running to him and down the stairs the other way*
Corey: *she hops in the jeep, a few men shooting at the car*
Mark: *In the drivers seat, cars still in the ignition, starts it up and speeds off*
Corey: *flips off the people from behind and yells* haha! Screw this place!!
Mark: *He leans back in his seat and sighs* Where are we going anyway..?
*They arrive at a tall, old looking building*
Mark: Come on.. *Gets out and opens the door*
Corey: *she gets inside, tearing a part of her sleeve* sit down
Mark: Hold on..*He takes off his shirt to reveal his muscles and his wound then sits on the couch*
Corey: *with a bit of a red face she walks to him, sitting beside him and pulling a flask out of her jacket* t-this might hurt
Corey: *she gulps, pouring a bit of achohol on the wound, then wrapping the cloth around it* t-there
Mark: Thank you. *gets up walks to the kitchen and comes back with a 6 pack of beer*
Mark:Of course i do! *He Sips it* And im in a mood to get drunk sooooo *He Chugs the whole can, some drips down his face*
Fall: *Sniffs* stares deeply into the strangers eyes. *Moves closer* rubs on leg. *looks up* Whines.
Comment removed
Corey: *puts him in the car* wait till you meet my pet kittydog!
*they hear a knock at the door*
rose: who is it?...corey answer it