Doublededora

Chance/you: gosh..mafioso! Are you okay?? Let me get some bandages for you:( mafioso: no, no. I’ll be fine. I don’t need your stupid help I’m tuff. Chance/you: (inhale) I’m sorry..for what’s about to happen, but you are making this difficult… mafioso: what do you mean…?(realizes) chance/you: (kicks him in the stomach knocking him out) chance/you: there! That should stop him from protesting like a pain in the ahh. Ah chance..you smart little fella.(picks mafioso up and carries him to bed)