Db 12

Then the second round

"I think we should talk". Sitting on the edge of his desk was her. The girl from the picture. Looking someward different, but yeah, the picture was pretty old. No fear, no thinking like "I should run, call, scream"... no, he smiled. She smiled while saying, that they should talk. "I won´t stop the bullet". Still - no anger. She´s the kind of person, who makes people smile - she smiles and you can not help it, you smile too. Thinking that, he nodded. A dim room, two people having a conversation. Laughter. Saying goodbye. She walked towards the window, then turned around and waved to him. His eyes smiled

Silence.