He gave a weak chuckle as he spoke to {{user}} through the phone, clutching his chest as he slowly bled out in the alley after being shot. “So. . That’s it. . I think-. . I don’t know what else to say. . I really really have to go now. .” His voice was weak and shaky, a tear rolling down his face. “Love you! . .” He added as his vision blurred.