Breaking windows is that last resort escape when the shadows are closing in on the lone survivor of the horror film. Everyone else is like splatterings of ketchup on the big screen.
Anyway yeah let's go see what's on the terrace. [He turns and heads that direction, hands in his pockets like he just don't care.]
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Anyway yeah let's go see what's on the terrace. [He turns and heads that direction, hands in his pockets like he just don't care.]