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I cannot believe this guy has no respect for me. “So are you Zane?” He asked me instead and didn't care that I was fussing. “Securities!!!” I yelled and walked towards the alarm button to call their attention. “Oh..Ho … hold on right there. There's something I'll like you to see” He turned his laptop screen for me to see. On the screen was a picture of Rita putting on a fish net lingerie. “Uhh…you probably didn't see that clearly. Here’s another one “ He swiped the screen to a picture of Rita stack naked.

I have never appreciated the minty taste of a frigging mouthwash before but I did now. I walked out of the bathroom at the same time Raphael was coming to the room with a plate of omelets and orange juice. My stomach protested immediately and I ran for the bathroom as fast as I could and started vomiting so hard that I feared I was going to vomit my intestine along. I was vomiting so hard that I didn't even notice Raphael holding my hair back and tapping my back lightly. My legs gave out the moment I was done vomiting and I would have landed on my ass if Raphael wasn't behind me. He wrapped his hand around my waist and pressed my back to his front so I could lean on him and I did resting my

Trying not to dwell on it, I tiptoed to the kitchen and got to work making my legendary hangover-cure breakfast: scrambled eggs with herbed goat cheese, crispy rosemary potatoes, thick sourdough toast, and my signature freshly-pressed green juice with ginger, lime, celery, and cucumber. I’d just finished arranging the plates when I heard a door creak open behind me. Raphaël shuffled out, rubbing his eyes. His curls were sticking out at every angle. The remnants of his skeleton face paint still shadowed his eyes, giving him a haunted, grunge rock sort of look. "Oh. Morning," he mumbled when he spotted me. His voice was raspy with sleep. "Morning," I said, stirring the eggs one last time. He m

Screens floated in front of her in layers, each showing a different angle of what we’d just lived through. Red Streets Run, from above. From alley level. From the spikes’ perspective. Slow‑motion replays of the pit jump, of Jax’s near‑fall, of Corvin yanking me back from the teeth. Tiny overlays labeled CLOSE CALL BONUS and ENTERTAINMENT SPIKE. One screen, larger than the rest, replayed the shower feed. Muted. No audio. Just two blurred, half‑dressed figures moving closer in the fog. Us. My stomach clenched.

~Ruby's POV~ “So what have you been doing all day?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “Mom!” Little Ruby squealed, running to hug me “Roman’s been helping us draw. Look!” She held up a page filled with a colorful creature. “Is this supposed to be Raphael from TMNT?” I said with a raised brow. “Yes, Mum.” I smiled faintly, ruffling her hair. “Looks like you’ve been busy.” Rhett stood up, holding out another drawing. “This one’s mine. Roman said it’s the best.”

On the screen, I smiled and took it from her downing it in one gulp. My hand started shaking but the video continued. Minutes passed. I saw myself start to sway slightly my movements were slower. Then I stood up wobbling and holding my head then I collapsed onto a couch. My breath came out in a shaky exhale. “No… no, no…” The video didn’t stop. Rafael appeared walking into the frame. His expression was sharp and unfocused.l, he also looked drunk. He saw me immediately and moved toward me, crouched slightly, checking me.

Everyone set down their glasses and cutlery and turned their chairs toward the screen. Dad tapped a few buttons on his tablet, and the image flickered before sharpening into focus. "Highlights From the Past 72 Hours." The title was bold and red. On screen, I was on my knees, tongue pressed against the joint of a water pipe, lapping up the droplets that seeped through. The water tasted of rust and rot. But I drank greedily, desperately. I just wanted to stay alive.

But then, something hardened in her eyes again, and she raised the knife. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “But this ends now.” Just as she moved forward, a loud crash broke through the room. The door flew open, and a large wolf barreled in, slamming into Rita and sending her flying across the floor. Rina gasped. The wolf shifted in mid motion, and within seconds, Rafaele was standing over Rita’s unconscious body, panting, eyes wild with fury. He quickly turned to Rina and crouched beside her, untying the ropes around her wrists and ankles.

Raphael said sarcasm dripping off his tone. "You're just as boring as they come." Raphael made his way to the backyard and Tank followed along with him. "So what's next now?" That question of Tank's answered itself as Raphael pulled out a tissue wrap from his pocket. He unfolded it the tissue revealing a syringe which he picked with his right hand as the wrap fell to the floor, Raphael bent on his knees and placed the syringe on the ground. Tank edged a bit closer and stood over him, miraculously or rather magically the liquid in the pot had turned transparent, having no difference to normal water.

- Bhlezy *GGGWRRROOOAAAAAARRRRRRR! the abnormal zombie's bloodshot eyes are now focused on Bhlezy immediately Bhlezy runs to the left side of the zombie but the abnormal zombie don't let Bhlezy get away from its eyes "i wont let you!"- Raymart RAYMART/MANA: 60/100 he shot his smoke signal to the face of the zombie which makes it lost its vision to Bhlezy "this will be our last chance!"- Bhlezy because of the sound the abnormal zombie immediately turn its head to Bhlezy but the smoke at its head was still not dissipating!