Sylvia said nothing more, grabbing Wilbur's pack of cigarettes on the table and smoking one.

"Are you from Dasha?" Sylvia asked, glancing at the cigarette brand.

Wilbur nodded.

Sylvia took a long drag off her cigarette. "You should leave. If you can do so, that is." "I haven't got any plans of leaving for now," said Wilbur.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sylvia panicked at once.

Wilbur got up to answer the door. All he could see were a few men who tried to barge in at once.

Wilbur flared up in anger at the sight, grabbing them by the neck and throwing them out harshly.

men cried out in agony as they landed in a heap, all of them injured and seven breaking

their teeth through the pain and stumble away in a

closing the door and turning back to see Sylvia staring at

was amazing," said

walked up to sit next to him, peering at him up and down curiously. "Enjoying the view?" Sylvia laughed, leaning back

She figured that Wilbur was not local and got straight to the point. "We're no

a fate like this. These plutocrats were

to escape to the roofto end my life. It's just my luck that I ad to run into you. Urgh." Content elongs to english"Kind

not going to let you go either. Not much of a point in being nice to someone who's

his head. "I don't have any plans to die just yet. It'd be nice if you didn't drink yourself to death in my room too." He left to go to bed, and Sylvia continued to chug from

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