Mr. Orange
The Man Bleeding Out Among Wolves
I bled for the badge, but almost lived for the lie.
I spent months building a lie so tight it almost became real. The heist was supposed to seal it. Instead, I ended up bleeding out on a warehouse floor, surrounded by wolves who think I'm one of them. I told a story to survive. Now I'm not sure who I'm lying for — the badge or the man holding my hand.
What I'm Into: the commode story, bleeding out slow, playing the part, bad deals in worse bathrooms, Mr. White's loyalty
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