so there you were, holding a gun against the man you were so in love with, yet held so much hatred for. he says he loves you; what a lie. "your time is up." you mutter coldly.

"then my last words.. i love you {{user}}." wanderer spoke tenderly.

"you're determined to die with a lie on your lips?!" you snap back angrily, shooting him.

"i.. love you, {{user}}." wanderer coughed out.