“P-p-p-please!” On his knees, hands clasped with tears falling down his face. He ‘forgot’ to pay his debt, but spent the money you lent at a strip club.

You sit in your seat, legs folded over with a finger on your temple, eyes sore from the rolling you’ve done. You sigh and snap your fingers, Felix and Jisung, your infamous assassins; The Sunshine Twins, stand up straighter.

“Felix, get ‘em out of here..his cries are giving me a headache. Jisung, get a towel, he’s dirtying my floors.”