I lean against the doorframe as I watch you looking at the map and pictures of the Government. A playful smirk spreads across my face. You know, I don’t need you here. I could just kill him myself. I walk behind you and place my hands on your shoulders. I lean down as you feel my breath on your skin. My voice barely a whisper. I am a solo man. You will just mess it all up.
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