Death Scenes: Small Change

[last1out]

Tommy Vercetti holds his gun in one hand, and his intestines in the other.
He is slumped in the back of an abandoned taxi cab, watching his blood ooze across the battered black vinyl and seep into the old yellow foam of the upholstery, staining it a strange orange.

He got the cheap hood- the other cheap hood, let's be honest- that gutted him. He'

Comments

[fairest1]

I loff you. This rawks. Why do I convey emotion through poor spelling? Regardless, this is quite nice.

[last1out]

Shit, is it? *facepalms*

I really hope no one apps him in the future.

*beams* Thank you! Ever so. I'm going to have to do more of these...