Chapter 116 You're Fucked!

• How I wish it was a vision, or even a nightmare. But not. As soon as they saw me, they both got up immediately.
• Breno this time was wearing original branded sneakers, a couple sizes too big for his foot, worn jeans and a red and black checked shirt, the sleeves ripped off, turned into shorts with his own hands.
• Anya wore a red and black plaid dress, with a black leather jacket over it and tall black leather boots. Just looking closely enough to make sure the fabric of his shirt and her dress weren't the same. Her red hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail on top of her head.