[aS]'s sandpit

current story i might finish, honestly have no idea where it was going

I took a step out of the room, blood on my boat and a gun in my hand. The last target was easy, I knew that, but why did it take me a goddamned week? I grabbed my keys from my pocket and stepped outside into the cold urban air. It wasn't uncommon to see blood here, I wasn't concerned at all, but part of me felt uncomfortable be

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