triniwashere
"Please, have mercy." He begs me, but I look at him ferociously.
"No." I spit out. "You know what you did."
He looks down despondently and I almost—almost feel sorry for him, but I don't lower the gun placed at his temple.
"This is the last time, Johnny."
He had it coming.
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