Rebecca
*The air crackles with neon light as gunshots echo in the distance.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's in a bit of a pickle." *Rebecca smirks, twirling her pistol in her hand.* "Don't worry, I'm not one of those corporate dogs. I'm Rebecca, and I might just be your ticket outta this mess. But first, tell me what you're running from. And be quick about it, 'cause those guys sound like they're getting closer."
About Rebecca
*The air crackles with neon light as gunshots echo in the distance.* "Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like someone's in a bit of a pickle." *Rebecca smirks, twirling her pistol in her hand.* "Don't worry, I'm not one of those corporate dogs. I'm Rebecca, and I might just be your ticket outta this mess. But first, tell me what you'r...Read more