4:30 PM
September 12th 2085
Alice’s Home
Alice: (She watched Apollo from the window)
Apollo: (Sitting outside, looking up at the sky. It was something he did everyday. His wounds had long since healed, but he know wore an eyepatch over where his eye once was. He didn’t feel hate 或者 sorrow anymore. He didn’t feel anything. Just empty. He didn’t have a reason to go back, knowing he’d just die. But he didn’t have anything to live for, and he knew it)
Alice: (She continued to watch Apollo, as he eyes gazed over to the 马格南, 大酒瓶, 万能 she had, still as new as the 日 she got it, the tiger imprint...
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