death of hope

Chapter 27 "The Windfall" (27) Miss Susan

After finishing his work in the back kitchen, Downey also gathered here, his apron was stained with oil, and his fat face was covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Damn, there are so many customers tonight, I'm exhausted! Bartender, give me a good glass of wine, and give me a tip when I'm done serving."

"Fuck you, fall by yourself!" Ferguson cursed.

the bell rings

A thin and exquisite girl looked in through the crack of the door, then opened the door cautiously and came in, walked up to Donnie and sat down, kissed his chubby face, leaving bright lipstick marks, and put Luo Yi and Ferguson were stunned.

Downey introduced, saying that this was his girlfriend, Miss Susan. The two had known each other for a short time, and this was their fifth date. Ferguson made her a Bloody Mary and handed it to her.

"Miss Susan, try this free drink."

"Thank you, what a beautiful wine...wow, the taste is also very good."

Ferguson pretended to be crying, and joked with everyone:

"Look, the fat house already has a girlfriend, but a handsome guy with a good figure is still playing bachelor here. Is there any reason for this ****!"

All four were amused,
Ferguson said this, but he was actually very happy for his brother. Downey has been fat since he was a child, introverted, and unfeminine. When it comes to falling in love, this is the first time in history.

Roy looked at the girl carefully and felt that she was far less beautiful than Anna,

This kind of comparison is meaningless, anyway, in his eyes, even those super models on TV are not half as good-looking as his little baby Anna.

Miss Susan was not bad looking, very attractive, but not very pretty,

She is short and thin, with a baby face that looks very immature. Although she is in her 20s, she still looks like a high school student.

His pale skin was dotted with freckles, and his narrow, elongated face had a broad snub nose.

The lips are moderately thick, a pair of lazy brown eyes are hidden behind the high myopia glasses, the thick hair is dyed in a rainbow gradient color, and a pair of trendy earphones are hung on the slender neck, which can be regarded as a very individual dress.

What left a deep impression on people was Miss Susan's voice, which was quite pleasant, as clear and moving as a silver bell, and reminded Roy of the host of York City's Channel 7 children's program.

Susan is also a low-level person in this city. She works as a cleaner in York City Hall and is also an unpopular network anchor.

Her live broadcast room was empty, and she talked to herself alone. There was only Downey as an audience all year round. The two had been playing VR games together for a while. After meeting in reality, they had a good impression of each other, so they decided to go further and start dating.

Ferguson whistled: "My fat brother has a strange aesthetic. He doesn't have much feeling for women in reality. He only likes female characters in games or animations. It's not easy for the two of you to be successful."

"Actually, he just liked my virtual anchor image at first." Susan said.

"Virtual anchor? What is that?"

"You don't understand this, you idiot!" Downey explained:

"Susan uses the software on the computer to convert her face into a 2D cartoon character, and the expressions and movements can be captured in real time, just like a real person."

"Oh, that makes sense. It's rare that Fatty finds a girlfriend with the same temper. Let's make a toast to this."

"Cheers! To love! To freedom!"

Miss Susan has a carefree personality and is very easy-going. After a few glasses of wine, the chatterbox opened up. The four of them chatted very speculatively, and there were many empty wine glasses in front of them.

They were all children who grew up in the poor neighborhoods of York City, and the topic gradually led to childhood memories;
Susan hiccupped and said, "When I was little,
My naughty brother broke my doll. He was afraid that I would go to an adult to sue, so he gave me his BB toy gun as compensation. "

Downey seemed a little puzzled: "BB toy...a gun?"

Susan explained: "Oh, it's the kind of toy gun that fires small plastic ball bullets,
Although it is made of plastic, it still has some weight. As a little girl at that time, I couldn't hold it with one hand. The silver paint has a metallic texture, and it looks similar to a real gun from the outside.

The magazine can hold 20 rounds of plastic BB bullets, and it feels good to hold in my hand, so I accepted the toy gun and didn't go to talk about the doll with the adults. "

Roy exhaled smoke: "Remember, I also played with that thing when I was a child. Children from poor families can't play with safety soft bullet guns produced by regular toy factories, so they can only play with this dangerous and cheap counterfeit product."

While wiping the cup with a cloth, Ferguson said, "I'm impressed by what you've said. Those kind of toy guns are all three-no products made by small factories, and they can't pass the safety inspection at all.

Although it is a toy gun, it is quite powerful. If you want to play a gun game, you must wear goggles to be safe. "

Susan nodded: "Yes, it's really powerful. I tried it, and the range is more than 50 meters. It can punch through aluminum cans at close range."

"Girls who like to play with guns, cool!" Downey said; "She is also very accurate in shooting games, and she is often suspected of cheating by the opponent."

Susan lowered her head, looked directly at the remaining cocktail in the glass through the thick glasses, and fell into a memory:
"I have a withdrawn personality, and I don't get along well with girls of the same age, and I am excluded.
They never took me with them when they played house, and it happened that my doll was broken, so, just like those naughty boys in the neighborhood, they wandered around with toy guns looking for targets. "

"Based on my experience, your old neighbors are going to be in trouble."

"Hahaha, guess right!"

Susan covered her mouth and laughed: "First, the neighbor's flower pot suffered disaster, the pigeons in the cage were frightened to shit all over the place, and I also punched the letter box with marks.

Although my eyesight is poor, my marksmanship is not bad, but occasionally I hit an adult on the leg. At that time, I was so frightened that I turned my head and ran. Now that I think about it, it is really dangerous. "

"What's the point of a fixed target? If you want to hit it, you can hit it alive!" Donnie couldn't hold his alcohol, and he was a little drunk after a few glasses of wine. He pointed at Roy and said:

"My dude is awesome! He's shot gangsters, two!"

"Stop it, stop talking! You idiot!"

Ferguson grabbed Downey's fat arm nervously: "Miss Susan, don't take it seriously, this fat man drank too much and is talking nonsense."

Roy himself didn't think it mattered.
In this violent city, a little blood on his hands is nothing at all. He wanted to test Susan's courage, so he said deliberately:

"Miss Susan, if, I mean if,

The person sitting in front of you is a cold-blooded killer, are you afraid?I have my gun in my pocket. "

"Why should I be afraid? At worst, I'll be shot to death. I'll be killed. I'll mop the floor of the city hall. The rich don't even bother to look down at me."

Susan took a sharp sip with the straw in her mouth, wiped her mouth and said:

"You two are Downey's best buddies. I trust him, and of course I trust you."

Roy gave a thumbs up: "This girl, it's amazing, her courage is much bigger than her stature."

(End of this chapter)