[Scene] Three cars, a Skyline and two Camaros parked outside a Russian Frathouse

"A Skyline, and two Camaros ...... walk into a bar ...."

[Rasmus and Keenan discreetly and quickly as possible roll up their windows]

Bianca noticing no one was listening, looked at her surroundings to pass the time. It had already been 12 minutes of waiting.

The frat house (if it can even be called that) looked worn down with rust, only with the occasional laughter that came from inside made it seem alive and unabandoned. The night was nearly pitch black and the only thing that broke the darkness and silence was the headlight and engine of Bianca's Skyline. Keenan and Rasmus sat quietly in their Camaros hidden in the shadows, sometimes looking over at Bianca and rolling their eyes.

Bianca's hand had not left the wheel since she had started driving and her mask still on from when she had left the house.

[3 more minutes pass]

A gunshot breaks the silence. Rasmus, Bianca and Keenan looked around as a second gunshot was heard, then followed by a third then fourth and then the familiar sound of multiple guns going off simultaneously.

A door flung open and Bill bolt outs, bullets following behind him. Before Bianca could react Bill had already jumped through the window of Bianca's car screaming at her to go.

Bianca slammed the pedal and both Bianca and Bill slightly fell back from the speed. Looking at her mirror, men poured out of the door, guns pointing in their direction and flashes from their guns going off. Bullets pierced the car, none seeming to hit either Bill or Bianca.

Looking back again she barely saw the headlights of both Camaros getting closer and closer and one Camaro with a gun pointing out, shooting back towards the frat house.

Bianca's hand loosened up on the wheels as the gunshots grew more distant. Looking back, she saw the headlights of the two Camaros albeit a bit far behind. She sighed in relief then suddenly turns to Bill and asks "So, how was your day?"

Bill stared at Bianca, not answering. Bianca looked away from Bill to her speedometer and saw she was going 86mph then looked back at the road. Trying to ignore the awkward situation she just started, she looked back at Bill who was still staring or glaring at her and asked "So, want to hear a joke? A Skyline, and two Camaros walk into a bar ....."

A sudden *thump* followed by the smashing of glass interrupted her joke as she had just realized she ran into someone. There was now a smash on where the man had hit the windows. Looking at her mirrors, she saw she had hit a man in a pure white suit. Focusing back on the road, she now saw more men with white suits in the middle of the road with guns pointing towards her and Bill.

Bill put his head down followed by Bianca. Multiple gunshots filled the air along with the sound of glass shattering. Bianca pressed harder than ever on the pedal and before she put her head back up, she felt a thump. She had ran over someone again. Bianca put her head back up, examining the damage and ignoring how fast the car was going. "Aw man, I'm going to have to pay for this aren't I? Well I mean we'll have to both take responsibility for this right?"

Bullets had interrupted her before she could get a response from Bill. She saw headlights reflecting off her mirror, cars were now following her. She turned to Bill to see that he had started climbing out on the window and proceeded to sit on the door with his gun still in his hand. Bianca muttered "Okay fine, whatever, I'll take responsibility for this."

Gunshots from the cars racing behind her and the gunshots from Bill who was a few feet away from her filled her ears. Bianca's grip on the wheel had tighten again as she was focused on maneuvering the roads avoiding the cars ahead of her. She heard a crash from behind but quickly the sound of gunshots filled her ears again.

The road ahead was mostly now clear and Bianca pressed harder on her pedals. The speedometer reached 115mph. The gunshots were getting more distant and eventually both gunshots from the cars behind her and from Bill had ceased.

Bill was still sitting out on the windows looking to see if any cars were still following them.

2 minutes had passed and Bianca was never more relieved to hear only the sound of her car hitting potholes.

"So, Bill, want to hear the rest of the joke?"

Suddenly the sound of another engine broke her tranquility. Then the sound of rapid gunfire surrounded her again followed by the window to her left shattering. This time the gunshots seemed to come faster and more rapidly. Bianca looked at her mirror, realizing this time, the people behind her weren't using pistols. They were all firing assault rifles.

Bianca yelled to Bill "Hey, hang on, I'm going to start turning!". Bill continued shooting. Assuming Bill had heard her, Bianca sped up which led to her falling back into her seat due to the speed. Bill had stopped shooting and instead tried hanging on to the car more tightly. The sound of gunshots from the other had stopped too. Bianca could still see the headlight from the car behind and made a turn.

Bill let out a little yell when the turn was made. Bianca turned to him to only see he wasn't in the car anymore. He had fallen out during the turn. She hit the brakes making an irritating screeching. She popped her head out the window to see Bill had fell exactly when she had started to turn. Bill surprisingly got up quickly. He was barely visible on the road until a faint light had started appearing on the road stretching down to Bill. It was the other car catching up. Bianca started backing up until Bill signaled her to drive away and started running in the opposite direction of her. Before Bill got completely out of her vision, she shouted "Um ... Okay, bye Bill, nice spending time with you, stay safe!"