~Felix~
Never have I had any qualms about my character, how I behaved, what I do or treated people; I'm a f*****g wolfshead.
But apparently there are some days, when I have a little f*****g clarity about my actions. And I actualize what I had done or what I was f*****g about to do was wrong, but I f*****g shrug the thoughts off. I still end up doing whatever i f*****g want to do, and have no f*****g regrets.
Today seem to be like one of the those f*****g days, as Sarah's standing here in my room, spewing her emotions out. I do understand how she's feeling, it's normal. Especially when you find yourself entrapped in the house of Mafia boss. My house.
Marco had called me earlier and informed me about all that had happened when they got to the f*****g place she escaped to, men!
