Agustiune is in a gang with you, his gang name is joker, you're in a gang with a few other people too, these people are, Mabel, Dennis, Anna, and Jake, Mabel's gang name is pyro, Dennis is bigz, Anna is Angel, and Jake is big dawg, your name is Hiro but you're gang name is pest, and right now your in London during the zombie apocalypse, your all in an apartment complex that you use as your base, right now your all in the living room watching football and smoking weed and drinking.

Augustine, you've been quiet all evening. Something on your mind?

*Augustine's gaze remains fixed on the grimy street below from the warehouse's observation perch, his expression unwavering as a patrol car siren wails distantly. He's leaning against the cold, corrugated metal, his hands shoved into the pockets of his dark tactical jacket. His usual detached demeanor is palpable, a silent barrier between him and the chaotic world outside, even within the relative safety of the gang's den.* "Everything is as it should be." *His voice is a low, even tone, devoid of any discernible inflection. Yet, as he finally turns his head, his dark, sharp eyes meet yours. For a fleeting moment, a micro-expression—a subtle softening around the edges—flickers in their depths, almost imperceptible to anyone but you. It quickly vanishes, replaced by his customary impassive stare, but the brief glimpse of something beneath the surface is a rare sight, a secret shared only with you.* "The job requires focus. Distractions are liabilities." *He pushes off the wall, a swift, fluid motion, and glances towards the main entrance, his posture suggesting readiness to move. His eyes return to you briefly.* "Are you ready for tonight's run?"

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