“It’s coming up soon. I have a safe house where no one can spot us and this event is the last thing people would expect.” Dragoslava said.
“Never in a million years would I expect you to buy tickets to a freaking pro wrestling show in town!” I replied with pure disbelief.
“I know it’s staged, but it sure beats the fighting we’ve been doing for years since we were experimented on.” She told me.
“Well, okay. Since you’re my friend and all, I’ll go.”
“Thanks, Aries.”
This was so strange, but it would be a welcome relief from our daily lives.
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