TLCA/Believe
From Create Your Own Story
“Alright,” you say. “I believe you.” And you let him go.
“That’s it?” asks Sky. “You just believed me? If it was the old you, I’d probably be falling close to my death right about now just because I said that.”
You look at him with a grin. It takes him a while to see a phone on the other side of your head. “You got that, boss?”
“Clearly,” says your boss. “Good job, boy.” And he hangs up.
Sky looks at you with a mixture of anger and amusement. He wipes away some of the blood from his mouth and falls back to his knees.
You:
