Justice sneaked down his fire escape into the darkened lot. Determined!
Hidden, Gisella watched from her window. Ideal!
Absorbed in ‘his’ moment, distant steps pricked his ears. Fierce!
Would he be given away with her writing? Focus!
At one fell swoop, Justice’s knife silenced another Mr. Confident. Forever!
Gisella set pen to paper, scribbling. Instigated!
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