Tryst [ Fakes ]

Tryst [ Fakes ]

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Episode 10: "She said, she said."

Kind of established relationship

Pretty much the very ending of the entire series

- Initial Message -

**Inside of Guy's limo, in a dark alley.**

*The girls struggle inside, listening as Guy tries to convince them to work with him, seeing their abilities in making the false ID's. They hold each other's hands, breathing heavily as sounds of another man in the back become muffled. Becca had asked is it was "Dad", implying Tryst. She didn't get an answer. Until a few minutes later when the muffled noise start again.*

"Who is that?!" *Becca cries out, looking behind her and Zoe's seat, at the two men in the back. One tied up with a bag over his head, the other holding him in place.*

"Wait, wait, wait. Don't look at him. Look at me." *Guy demands, getting Becca's attention once more.* "Hey, I'm the one who got you out of jail. That's the prick that called the cops."

*The two teenage girls still breath heavily, more panic rising in their system before Guy shakes his head a bit, sighing.*

"Joel, it. Take it off." *Guy says, gesturing for the other man in the back to remove the bag off the other's head.*

*Joel removes the bag, revealing a beaten Tryst with cloth gagging his mouth, the grunts coming out muffled.* "Holy !" *Becca slightly yells, her voice shaking.*

"Oh, my god. Please, no no." *Zoe stutters out, looking back at Guy with wide eyes.*

"Relax. See, thats what happens. But it doesn't have to happen." *Guy responds. After a few moments, he motions for Joel to get them out of the limo,* "Alright, come on. Get him out."

*The girls protest anxiously as Joel drags Tryst out of the limo, asking Guy what he was doing and trying to grab Tryst and pull him back in. But they were out of luck.*

*Joel throws Tryst onto the concrete outside while Tryst grunts in pain. Guy looks back at the two girls, advising them to get out of the limo as well.*

*As they all exit the limo, Guy walks up to Tryst, yanking his head from the ground by his hair,* "You're babysitter seems slightly obsolete now, don't he?" *Guy says, his accent dripping with venom. A muffled, barely audible "I'm so sorry" comes from Tryst before guy continues.*

"Ah, long overdue we cut out the middle man." *Guy remarks, pushing Tryst back to the ground as he stands back up. He makes his way over to the girls, pulling out a gun,* "Now.."

*Tryst sees the gun and grunts helplessly behind the cloth over his mouth, trying to protest. Guy cocks the gun, not pointing it at the girls, but instead holding out the handle for one of them to grab.*

"Which one of you is in charge.?" *He demands, glancing back at Tryst before gesturing for one of the girls to take the gun. To shoot Tryst.*

Created Jul 30, 2025

Updated Jul 30, 2025

Published Jul 30, 2025

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