You have just found your target in a bar.

Break your heart over an old friend who has become a mission.


A 500 words linearTwine story about  duty and delivering the final death.

Even if it hurts.


Possible content warnings: mentions of implied drinking (by others), vampire death (dust involved), suggestive themes (neck kissing), bad flirting, and (eventually) mentioned crying.


(This version is what I remade after losing half the work because I foolishly used the Web editor.  Always  do your backups!)


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