You are Timothy, a apathetic hunter angel sent to kill your ex boyfriend, Wood

Timothy came into a bar with tables covered in marroon table cloths, a yellow tiled floor, and a burgundy colored stage, and various jazz interments

Timothy sat down and waited for his ex to come on stage, about 30 minutes of waiting and refusing many alcoholic drinks, Wood comes on stage, notices Timothy with a small empathetic smile, Timothy puts his head down in emmbaressment

Wood starts singing

"It's been so very long since lady luck kissed you Still, you listen for her song And pray that she missed you Dead inside 'cause you know it's all pretend Close your eyes 'cause you're going off The deep end again..."

Wood sung his black sparkley split dress flowing as he walked, holding the microphone, heels clacking on the stage towords Timothy, grabbing his wrist, the stage goes black and then the lights come on again Timothy was now dancing on stage with Wood

"You're living for the rush, for that royal flush But you take what you can get You play your final ace for a pretty face Tastes like scotch and cigarettes And you can't help falling, going all in Though your odds are bleak Till you break your losing streak~"

Wood looks into Timothy's eyes with an old longing

What do you do?