originally posted in:Neo Punks
[u]New York[/u]
Yuri sat in his room, fists clenched
[i]They killed him... They killed him and I just fûcking stood there while that jackass Lance took him[/i]
Yuri punched the closest thing to him, an antique vase, it shattered into thousands of pieces
[i]My friend... Killed by the people who were supposed to be the good guys, Grell was a criminal, but he didn't deserve to die...[/i]
Yuri burst into tears, burying his face in his pillow
[i]I am going to kill them, so help me god I'm going to kill those bastards[/i]
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Yuri shakes his head "It doesn't seem real, he can't be dead, he was practically family to me..." Tears began dripping down Yuri's face
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[i] She moves to sit next to him and offers to take his hand, [/i] " Yuri I am so sorry, I won't pretend to know how you feel, but I can stay for a while so your not on your own, if you want? ....unless you want to be on your own, Of course."
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Edited by ChaiseShadows: 12/22/2015 12:59:28 PM[redacted