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@scxnsual
lucas had a hard time keeping his eyes open. he tried to focus on the older man who was working his magic behind the mixing board but he could feel morpheus calling him. for a second, he gave in and closed his eye lids. as he was about to fall asleep, his phone started ringing " who's this? " lucas mumbled.
@therestlessabandon
" wait... what? "
@admirxbles
" are you gonna tell me where we're going now? "
@avalcnna
“ call somebody to come clean this shit up, he’s not gonna talk today and i’m not feeling this neighborhood so i want yall to move him tonight.” lucas wiped his hand on his tank top, staining the white fabric with blood. the tall bearded man in front of him nodded and left the room right away, leaving lucas alone in the empty apartment, with the man he had just beaten unconscious. a couple of minutes later, lucas found himself staring at his own reflection in the bathroom as he tried to wash the blood off his hands. for a second there, he let his mind escape his body, enjoying a moment of peacefulness before knocks on the front door brought him back to earth. “ damn that was fast!” lucas came out of the bathroom, wiping his hands with a towel when he came face to face with the last person he was expecting to see. “ shit...”
