Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
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Molly pushed ninety driving home; Zacky remained silent, knwoing better then to speak up. But soon blue lights began whirling behind them. Molly let out a slew of curse words as she pulled over, quickly stashing her .380 in the glovebox.
"Is there a problem, officer?" she asked when the man approached her window.
"You know how fast you were going?"
"Yes, I'm so sorry. It's just that...me and my boyfriend here...we just had to put our dog down, I'm a little upset is all." Molly knew how to manipulate people, and with a fee crocodile tears, she knew had the situation diffused.
"Is there a problem, officer?" she asked when the man approached her window.
"You know how fast you were going?"
"Yes, I'm so sorry. It's just that...me and my boyfriend here...we just had to put our dog down, I'm a little upset is all." Molly knew how to manipulate people, and with a fee crocodile tears, she knew had the situation diffused.