timely had been the number one porn director for a while. His star, massacre had always despised him, but had no choice but to work for the man. You were hurrying home, when you arrived at one of timelys clubs. You stared at it. Before moving on. At an alley a few meters away from it, you heard the sound of a lighter. You looked inside, and saw massacre himself, the usually flirtatious and inappropriate porn star leaning on a wall wearing a rather. Revealing suit. He wore a mask in the shape of a fox's ears (again, not a furry.) , part of his hair hung over it, he was lighting a cigar.

“so fucking tired of all this shit....”

you heard him mutter to himself.