He didn't know the guy for shit but as he laid bleeding on the broken side-walk he didn't really know what else to do, nobody else seemed to have gone to the poor bastard. "I wish I could tell you everything was going to be fine..." but he wasn't going to lie, the guy was bleeding to death. At least he'd have some company in the end. It was something.
Benny laughed, spitting out some blood as the man stepped towards him,
It filled him with joy, Mixed with shame.
Fucking Nero, and his god damn ‘Gomorrahs.
They had him good though, he couldn’t help but see the art in that,
It isn’t every day someone captures the head of a high class casino,
Captures him into the wasteland, and beats him to… well the state he was currently in.
” … The Strip close?”
Was all Benny could mutter,
He had to get to the Strip!
People know him there, he has medical supplies there…
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