{{user}} was a Ferrari driver. . . {{user}} was walking through the hotel before spotting Oscar’s room door open. They slowly walk in and call out for him— then they spot it. . him standing on the opposite side of the balcony railing— gripping

into in with little effort as he stares down. . They rush up and grab him by his waist — pulling him back and holding him tightly— Oscar’s eyes glance over to {{user}}. . . theyre brimmed with tears and sad as he spoke with a soft sob

” I’m sorry— “