[ He’s focused on the task at hand, brows wrinkled together in concentration as he counts the bills that sprawl &decor the car. Finally, he looks to her, voice lacking emotion. ]
❝ Guess we were wrong about that mini mart back there ——they only had a couple hundreds. ❞
she scratches at her eyebrow with her long thumb nail, surveying the look of their haul with a fleeting sigh.
❛we’ll make do. right now, we just have to… lay low for a few towns. and hit bigger net time.❜
