a little role play : Dodger

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LET IT BEGINS
You yourself was a rebel at heart but you never tried anything that would get you caught or killed.you were throwing up and down a bag of money in your hand while walking down the side walk,how'd you get it? You beat up a punch of wannabe punks and got it duh anyway,as you walked down the street you hear police sirens and looked behidn you to see atleast three or four coming towards you,or so you thought,you squinted your eyes enough  to see something orange with a dark blue looking sack,infront of the cars and running and actually getting way
That was until he crashed into you but luckily,he caught you by the wrist and pulled you up,he didn't even say anything before pulling you in the ally with him as the cops came out their cars and went after you both with tracker dogs " hey! Mind telling what the hell-" " shut up" he told you and dropped the sack in a dumpster,you growled that he told you to shut up and sent a punch to his head
But he caught it without even looking at you,picked you up and placed you in with the sack ' hey! Let me out!" You demanded as you dammed your fist agaisnt the lid but stopped when you heard the cry of a cat,the lid being open and him jumping in next to you,you smelt soemthing dead on him and noticed a bit of blood on his hands but you didn't get to ask as you heard the dogs barking and smelling around the area,he was silent m,you were silent and listened as the cops gave up on finding you two and slowly left

He opened the lid,peeked out then opened it with a laugh,looking down at you " sorry about that,can't risk gettin' caught " He said as he climbed out and took you out by your hips,you blushed a bit and growled ' put me down and tell me what the hell was all that about!" You ordered which he laughed at and placed you down " names dodger,that was kinda me tryin' not to get caught " He said as he took his sack out then reached in,taking out a brick looking object which was actually money and held it up " you don't rat me out and this is yours"

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