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Better Of Two Evils
No answer, of course not. Mike kept silence as always. It was kinda funny, that the boy who usually barley shut his mouth remained silent like this all the sudden. Yet, to be honest, Sydney wished he would at least answer in this very moment. But he didn't.
Sydney filled two glasses with water and placed one right in front of the tight-lipped runner before he sat down beside him on the couch. They could have looked like two friends, who were just chilling in the communal room of the base....beside the hand- and foot-cuffs which kept Mike from running away and/or killing someone.
They were alone; well, at least it seemed so, b
Sweet dreams - Part 1 -
- Part 1 -
Living in the basement of a building that, on the outside, didn't look much different from any office block in any industrial park was surprisingly agreeable. The age of the building itself might have exceeded the double-digit range. The everyday facilities, however, had been replaced only a few years ago. The wiring of the electricity was as new as the bathroom installments, the kitchen or even the carpets and wallpapers in their private domains. Maybe not always cutting edge, but it was modern enough to grant a comfortable life. As long as no intermezzos like unsupervised explosions, insane killers on the loose or a
Courage is All You Need"Hey," Spy murmured, watching Sniper step out of the campervan. Sniper glanced up, eyes tired and circled with dark rings from days of crying. It was hard for both of them when he got the phone call. Cancer took his mother away and an angry call from his father was not the greatest way to find out. He broke down like a baby while Spy held him close and tried to comfort him as best as he could. After three days of staying alone in his room, he left for Australia for the funeral. His family didn't welcome him with open arms, him being a mercenary and not being near his mother when she was sick, but the anger grew when her will stated her son wa
"Hmm, what is it?" He rolled over to look at the clock.
"She's crying again."
"Well, go get her," he groaned and rubbed his eyes.
"I got her the last time!"
"My knee's acting up."
"Your knee is always acting up."
"Because I got shot in the knee, remember!?!"
"With an arrow?"
"I swear to God, you do a joke like that one more time and you're sleeping on the couch."
"Oh right, like you would ever have that happen, my little cuddle bug."
He was silent and snarled when a snicker was heard on the other side of the bed. "FINE, I'll go get her!" He sat up and stretched, grabbing his cane to help himself to his feet. Just to piss off
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