"Kane," Robert said simply. "You had sex with him and then I showed up. I talked to him for a second and then he left. I feel so exhausted now." If someone really looked at Robert, they would see that the stress was taking a toll on him. His face seemed to have aged a few years. There were sveral streaks of grey in his hair. He looked awful, like he hadn't slept or fed in a reall long time. The burst of energy that he had gotten from feeding recently had depleted and now he felt even more exhausted than before.
[[reall? what is it then?]]
Mystery Guild of Randomness
Life is Random, so are we!
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