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,

could only grit their teeth through the pain

door and turning back to see Sylvia

was amazing,"

next to him, peering at him up and down curiously. "Enjoying the view?" Sylvia laughed, leaning back against the couch and taking another drag of her cigarette. "I'm sorry, but you can't leave anymore." "Why are you

knows who you are." "A celebrity, huh?" Sylvia smirked. She figured that Wilbur was not

like this. These plutocrats

this government official onight, and he got a little drunk, so I nanaged 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 of rude to say that to

do whatever it takes to dragback into the abyss, and they're not going to let you go either. Not much of a point in being nice to someone who's

didn't drink yourself to death in my room too." He left to go to bed, and Sylvia

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