[ WP ] `` I 'm sorry , but the thing you were looking for is sold out . ''

Pity and disgust, or at least my versions of them, is what I felt. Pathetic, is n't it? How a man's macho facade crumbles when he's close to losing something he has for so long taken for granted. His woman, his job or his life. It's quite the spectacle when he loses all 3 in quick succession. 
 
 He sat in chains and in his own waste weeping. I, as usual, was disconnected from the scene and noticed that due to the blood, piss, mucus, and sweat it was like he was visibly melting or turning inside out. He had tried to cut corners and rip off those who do n't. In this line of work it could have be lucrative.. Could have. 
 
 She was long gone. Her pain had ceased which had increased his just like it always does. Looking down at her, or what was left of her, he closed his eyes and distorted his jaw slightly. 
 
 `` Kill..me..'' He spluttered. The words fitting awkwardly in between guttural sobs. 
 
 `` Mercy?'' I replied nearing his face. `` I think we're out of stock...'' 
 

