Arisu? .3.
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Thread Topic: Arisu? .3.
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The gunshot rang out in the empty night air and mr. Johnson fell to the ground, dead. Ivan smiled at his good work then walked briskly to his car and sped out of the parking lot. He couldn't be seen anywhere near the crime scene.
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Suddenly, breaking news report. Something about a man getting shot and getting killed instantaneously. "The suspect seems to be the usual man from before. He seems to have a bit of a Russian accent when he talks, also he's very tall and believed to be blonde. Authorities ask for anyone with information to call and tell them."
Giovanni paused for a moment, horrified. Wait.. No. It couldn't be him. He was only leaving for a job.. -
Ivan drove to the usual meeting place for this particular client. He was handed the stack of actual money, and Ivan handed his client the stack of fake dollars. He then drove off, heading back to the dorm.
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He laughed nervously and turned off the T.V. "No, that can't be right. Stupid news. Making me panick like that.."
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Ivan drove into the parking lot and parked his car. There was a speck of blood on his coat. He took it off and threw it in the back. He then got out, the money tucked inside his pocket safely.
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He paced around the room, his hands shaking a bit. "Dammit.. Stupid mind.." he grumbled, trying to calm down. It wasn't true.. It wasn't true..
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Ivan walked into the building then went to his new dorm, opening the door.
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He cringed at the door opening and tried to stay a bit calm. "O-oh, hi, I-Ivan," he squeaked.
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Ivan nodded. "Hello." He set his briefcase on his bed then walked into the mini kitchen, to fix himself something to eat.
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He blinked at him and only stared, astonished at how much he was scared by Ivan. He didn't really know what to say.
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He fixed himself a quick salad and began to eat. He could feel Giovanni staring at him. "What are you staring at, kid?" he asked without even looking back.
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He winced a little. "N-nothing! Sorry!" he apologized, looking away.
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Ivan took another bite of his salad and turned around to face the younger man. "What's wrong with you, eh? You are acting differently then before."
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"N-nothing's wrong. Really," he insisted, his face otherwise looking a bit terrified. Could he really be living with a murder?
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He looked past him at the tv. He gasped. "Mr. Johnson's dead?! Who would do such a thing?"
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