[ well, here we go. Johnny's got his hands shoved in his pockets, looking, once again, resigned. He gives Milla small nod that's almost more of a gesture with his chin, beginning to walk with his slightly uneasy gait. ]
Man... This all ended up being a big mess.
[ his sour attitude isn't directed at Milla, though. ]
Hey, Milla. You got a wish you're aiming for, too?
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Man... This all ended up being a big mess.
[ his sour attitude isn't directed at Milla, though. ]
Hey, Milla. You got a wish you're aiming for, too?