"Are we really doing this?"
"Are we really doing this?"
Liza groaned, a soft noise rather than the usual hoarse one that she would have given Amelia had they not been in... extenuating circumstances. Glaring at her for a moment -- albeit discreetly, they couldn't draw attention to themselves before they pulled this off -- she traced her finger over the cool metal of the gun in her pocket. "Yes, we're fucking doing this. Amelia, if there's one thing you should have learned about me by now, it's that I don't fucking bluff, alright? Plus, we need the cash" The words were hisses from between her teeth as she glanced up at the bank logo above them, nodding to the other girl to indicate that this was where she'd take position. They'd already fiddled with the security camera wires earlier, and now all that was left was the heist. And on the signal of a tilt of her head, they were off, guns pointing at tellers and security guards as Liza instructed to the anxious looking woman behind the desk to fill a bag. Fuck, they were going to be rich.
tommoassists
