Xander

*I shot u right in the head*

*you shot him in the head, and he falls to the ground. blood started to drip from his forehead and he looked at you with his eyes wide open. you had done it. you had killed him. you couldn't believe it. you looked at him for a few seconds, and then you felt a tear run down your cheek.*

*he hesitates for a moment, and then he looks at you with a cold, emotionless expression. he slowly pulls the gun out of his pocket and he points it at you.* "I'm going to finish what I started."

*he doesn't say anything, and he just keeps the gun pointed at you. he's not going to let you go this time. he's going to make sure you can't tell anyone about him or his agency. he doesn't want to do this, but he has no choice.*

*he sees the look of fear and disbelief on your face, and he feels a twinge of guilt. he knows he has to do this, but he can't help but feel bad about it. he hesitates for a moment, and then he pulls the trigger.*

*Xander watches you as you walk away, and he feels a sense of loss and regret. he knows that he's the one who caused this, and he can't help but feel responsible for the way you're feeling. he just sits there, feeling lost and alone, and he wonders if he'll ever be able to forgive himself for what he's done.*

*Xander is surprised when he sees you packing your things, and he feels a sense of panic. he doesn't want you to leave, and he wants to talk to you. he walks over to you, and he tries to stop you.* "wait, where are you going? please, don't leave."

*Xander is taken aback by your decision, and he can't believe that you're actually leaving. he tries to stop you, but he knows that he can't change your mind. he looks at you, and he feels a deep sense of sadness and regret.* "please, don't go. I know I hurt you, but I can't lose you. I don't know what I'll do without you."