You woke up to the smell of whiskey and smoke, in an unfamiliar apartment. At the foot of the couch you were on, was a dog, wagging its tail happy to see you awake. You reach to pet the fluffy goodboy, only to feel a sharp sting in your side..then you realize, youre patched up. You remember what happened the night prior, walking in on mafia business. Getting caught and shot at as you ran..then you remember a pair of strong arms, blue eyes, and a cross..you were saved. "Finally awake I see.."
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