❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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2 Years Later
"A welcome party for the Chairman of Liberio Corporation will be held this Saturday and the Chairman himself will announce the launch of a new product that will hit the market soon..."
The sound of the television slowly started to get muffled as Eren sat on the settee, a glass of rum in his hand. He's been holding the liquor for minutes now that the ice is slowly thawing, turning into water and droplets of liquid fall on the floor.
His head on the headrest as he stare blankly at the ceiling that has always been dull.
"This is tiresome," he muttered before he sat up, taking a sip of the liquor only to grimace when the water from the thawed ice had been mixed to it, making the rum taste less strong.
Eren put the glass down and turned the television off, now the only source of light came from the lampshade beside the couch and within the dimly lit room Eren found the familiar grip of the revolver.
He touch the barrel, the metal was cold against his hand. He opened the cylinder and took out one bullet as he put it inside the chamber.
