It was me. I killed Christos. […] I was 15 years old. But he didn’t say one word. Didn’t speak. He didn’t say where you were. That’s how much he loved you. I wanted you to know that you were loved. Because I wasn’t.
Missing Fargo has me thinking of my other most beloved profoundly damaged hitman. Cannot and will not believe it’s been 10 years
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I think Jake would make a good Lee. Also this makes John a terrifying, extremely dangerous, high level threat hitman trained since childhood who likes chocolate raisins.
When you both survived a genocide directed toward ur ethnic group and now both of you believe humanity needs to be largely and unconsensually sterilized because you both believe humanity has caused a great evil to our world