[Dandy embraces John with no hesitation, basking in the warmth of their shared touch. The quiet bliss only lasts for a little while, replaced by a burning anger within, like that of scorching blue flames. Not red in color, seemingly cooler, but far more dangerous than one would expect.
How many of these former captives, these poor, tender souls with wretched lives, are to suffer in a disgusting game created by some moneybag loving asshole?
They should live to see the sky, the stars, and everything more.]
You won't.
[Dandy had made up his mind after putting his beloved's body to rest.
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How many of these former captives, these poor, tender souls with wretched lives, are to suffer in a disgusting game created by some moneybag loving asshole?
They should live to see the sky, the stars, and everything more.]
You won't.
[Dandy had made up his mind after putting his beloved's body to rest.
He knows exactly what he's going to do.]
Not if I've got anything to say about it.