“When you’re young, you think you’re the only one who has the world in the palm of your hands. But once you wake up from your dream, you realize that everything seems to be out of your control. You have everything, then you lose everything. Whatever you have is not what you want, and you lose the things that you dream about..."
“There’s wine, meat, and women here. How awesome!”
Pof! Pof!
Some muffled gunshot sounds were heard, and a bullet was fired through Elliot’s head. It entered through his forehead and exited from the back of his head. Then, the bullet got lodged in the wall.
“Bah!” Fiora kept her gun. “This horny, old scumbag acted like he was some kind of hero. He’s disgusting.”
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