The mixologist sat in the room, his blank eyes simply staring back at the older faces. He couldn't even begin to talk. Everything was just stuck in his throat.
"Hm, he must be reacting well to the medicine."
"Of course. It's highly advanced. He's our guniea pig if you will."
"You're saying he's completely without will to resistance?"
"Correct. You could call it behavioral correction."
"Indeed."
"It's most noted that he will be susceptible to anything said."
"Then our job is done. The patient is stable."
"Indeed, Mister."
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Dear Daiki
Random"The good are never easy, the easy never good and loving never happens like you think it really should. Deception and perfection are wonderful traits. One will breed love, the other hate." ---------------------------------------------------------- ...
