“If someone finds us, we are dead,” a voice hissed as the owner was dragged down a deserted corridor.
“Worse than dead,” a monotone voice agreed.
“By ‘someone”, I know you mean boss,” Mallory smirked back at Alois and Raine as she came to a stop besides one of the abandoned supply cupboards.
“Actually I mean both Daniele and boss,” Alois said snippily, opening the door and walking inside with a huff.
“Personally, I meant Blondie but whatever.”
“You’re both cowards,” Mallory rolled her eyes and dragged Raine in with her.
“Or, maybe, we actually have brains and can think things through beforehand, rather than make it up as we go along,” the taller male drawled.
“I have poor impulse control, fuck you.”
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