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Tilting his head to his confusing words, Wes shrugged "Um...yeah...you do that...." he said watching as Kiiros left the shower. He looked at Katherin up and down before giving her a nod. Heading off, he went to get a shower as well so that he could get some...so-called rest until the next day. He wondered if there will be team ups tomorrow. It remained to be seen. 

Heading to his room he sat on the edge of his bed, he could still see the look on his mother's face when she found out what he was capable of. His father never gave a damn about him in the first place since Wes was nothing more than one of his bastard children. Being used in the streets by so-called 'brothers' of a local gang, making enemies of all who he was made to oppose so to get the gang's name up only to be betrayed by them when realizing there was too much against them. For Wes, it was an everyday survival...some days...it was a habitual suicide attempt. A bit lonely...feeling the world is against you. Now careless....finding out it's not easy to kill yourself. Now...challenging, dealing with a new scenario with people like you and having some type of association, which feels forced since one has no choice to leave. 

Wes laid back looking up at the ceiling thinking to himself as to what's next for him before he'd finally go to sleep.