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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: THE SOUND OF SILENCE ~ DISTURBED]

Lily and Maya finally ran out of the horror house after screaming their lungs out. Both girls were now panting, with their hands on their knees as they tried to catch their breath.

"I thought you said no horror could surpass the one happening in our lives right now." Lily tried to raise her face, her chest heaving for air.

Maya nodded, "I thought it was the case. Did you see that walking dead..." She said, remembering what they had seen inside there.

Lily ran to hold Maya, "Don't remind me, I feel like it's still here. One of them touched me...ah!" The two girls hugged each other.

"Lily, let's go to that booth over there. A drink is all we need to relax our nerves." Maya pointed, and both girls started going toward where alcohol was raining.

DADDY DEAREST