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Final Thoughts...Final Heist...
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GTA
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{The scene opens up to GTA's personal dressing room. The Bandit is stretching, and The Mustang is sitting down, staring at the ceiling.}
--=THE BANDIT=-- Tonight is the night bro.
{The Mustang opens his eyes.}
--=THE MUSTANG=-- I am well aware.
--=THE BANDIT=-- Tonight, is the night.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Did I stutter, I heard you the first time.
--=THE BANDIT=-- Yeah, I just felt like repeating myself. Because tonight, we make the biggest impact on the TWW, in its short history. Greater than Dysan's belt being stoled, bigger than Swift going crazy, bigger than us getting rid of Martha, but tonight, we win the tag team titles.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- That's cool, you think Hannah would want to go out with me.
--=THE BANDIT=-- Probably not, focus on the damn match, this is our most important match to date.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Don't worry, I took care of Eugene Tuesday, and I can for damn sure do it again. You got Author, we got Martha, bada bing, bada boom, bada we got gold.
--=THE BANDIT=-- I guess your right, I don't have to fret over this. If we look at it, we, as everyone knows, we will walk out champions some short couple hours from now. Well, just a few hours...and its ours.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Don't worry bro, don't worry.
{The Mustang goes back at staring at the ceiling, and closing his eyes once again. The Bandit, begins stretching again.} |
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