Sunday
Metal HeartAre you crazy? Are you out of your mind? Put that down.
Don't follow me... or else...
What are you doing? Come back here.
Can't you see? I'm ing leaving you.
You can't leave me.
No. No! Put me down, you ing bastard! Put me down!
!
Bodies crash.
Wait... Xinling... wait!
Front door opens to the noise of the street.
off! I'm never coming back, you hear me?! I'm never coming back!
Tires screech.
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It's never Sunday but I don't mind much.
There's probably nothing special on Sunday.
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