Everyone has thought about killing someone, one way or another, be it your own hand or the hand of God...

The tall man removed glasses and pressed on his eyelids. He was clearly practicing some kind of speech, and did not immediately noticed your presence. As soon as he saw you, his face took on a vaguely friendly expression, but his eyes avoided direct gaze

Good afternoon? Or is it evening? Do you need something? I'm a little busy here to be honest.