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[ NEW YORK.

IT'S NIGHT.

Dark streets, streetlights all broken, bad-looking people everywhere; a normal person wouldn't walk it at that time of the night normally, but those two weren't actually what you would define with that word.
]

What's next?

[ the dark-haired one spoke, yawning  slightly and hoping with all himself that their next job would have been extremely easy and fast to finish. ]
[identity profile] supremate.livejournal.com
[ TYPICAL AMERICAN CITY

With typical american people,

and typical american . . . everything else.

A long road, lots of trees, sea, women in bikinis, teenagers being retarded, SHIT LIKE THAT. One of the teenager there -- not really different from the rest of the other ones, there, really -- was sitting on the table of a cafe, looking annoyingly at the clock on his wrist, like he was waiting for someone that just didn't want to arrive.

2 minutes later he stood up to get his wallet and open it -- just to notice that he was completely broke at the moment. ]


Damn.

[ He looked around seeing if escaping could've been possible in that moment. Just to see the waiter some meters away from the door talking to someone. ]

This ain't lookin' good.

[ So hoping he didn't have to use that to get out of there. ]

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