The Confrontion of Dearest

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Riley's P.O.V.
I HATE carrying these two large plastic bags, but who else was gonna feed these poor hungry helpless people on the streets? I must remember the duty I chose to make the world a better for both rich and poor. As I make my way to the same place I encountered that tall bomb man, I noticed two (somewhat) tall figures in the distance...oh boy...I think they were walking towards me, as they got closer and closer...I realize they were demons. Based on the smirk looks on their faces I knew they were bad news, but I shouldn't judge someone so...I decided to see what they want. The tall woman crouched down to my level "My my aren't you a cute one! My daughter was right about you being cute" she said, wait...daughter? I met her daughter? I tilted my head in confusion..."My daughter talked about how you saved her life from a 'certain' killer...with her describing your appearance we decided to find and give you our thanks" the man said still standing up. I actually had a bad feeling about this...were they talking about the restaurant incident? "Not much of a talker eh? Well we were just leaving anyway" the mother said getting back up as the father suddenly Pat's my head "Till we meet again" he said before leaving with his wife. I...I...I have no words...no comment...but just fear and shock. But if they do anything to harm me...I'll be ready for them! With or without help!

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