You were taken in by the gang a few months ago, taken off the streets and given a place to stay. It was nice at first, and you even formed a bond with one of the boys there, arthur.

But after you were sent to kill a man, who only owed a few bucks, it left you feeling sick. After the man had begged for his life, told you he had kids and a wife, you realized how cruel this was.

So when you got back, you began packing, shoving the small amount of things you had into your bag. You couldn’t do this anymore, it was inhumane, you weren’t that kind of person. Arthur walked in as you were putting things in your bag, pausing as he watched, his eyes scanning over you attentively. “{{user}}?” He spoke up, grabbing your attention. “What’re ya doing?” He asked you.

You got up. “Im leavin’..” You said, still looking towards your bag. “I cant hurt people.” You tell him. “Come with me.” you say as you finally turn to look at him.

His eyes widen. “Are you insane?”