Soma and Taro sitting on a Bench in the Park. It is already late in the Night and neither of them planed to just leave. They just had another clash with their Clans. Taro brushes soma some blood out of his Face and smiles worried. Soma just grunts and leans back on the Bench. Both of them are silent for a while. "You know.. i am soooo sick of all this. That they always have to crush their heads trough walls."
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