Sweirde looks longingly at Latte. Her face grows a smile as she watches Latte. Latte stirs in his location. Sweirde pokes Lat'tes side. He tips over. Coffee goes everywhere. What were you thinking sweirde? Hes dead. Hes been dead for the last 3 years.
Sweird'es face constricts as she gets hit with a hot wash. Her eyes get puffy and start to sweat. The crash wa'snt yo'ur fault kira. He was drunk. Get over it. You will see h'im again when you die. If you want to see him, use the gun. The gun kira. Use the gun you bought years ago. You know you want to do it.
Sweirde game ends without a respawn.
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