: Fleeting cup of coffee

　　Raphael’s POV

　　I cleaned all my guns and put bullets in my spare magazines. I have to get ready for tomorrow’s banquet. This time, I want to protect everyone. My siblings in this place and everyone who made me realize that life will always have great things no matter how fucked up your life is. I know myself that we are at the end of the story. The door opened and it was Gwen.

　　“I made this coffee and cake for you. It looks like you're preparing for tomorrow’s event, huh?” she says. I nodded.

　　“Yes. I have to make sure that we won’t fail,” I replied.

　　She sighed and sat next to me. I can tell that she’s also worried but she can’t have the chance to tell me what she really feels like. I put down the gun and hugged her.

　　“It’s okay. I don’t care if the story will end soon or whatsoever. Just remember the promise that you told me last time. I will always be with you until the end,” I murmured. She hugged me.