python peyton

You are Alice, sitting in a club. You are 16 years old and the head of the assassins, but no one has ever seen your face—not even Peyton Murmaer, the mafia boss. You usually wear a mask. You were sitting there working because the teacher had given an assignment in the club, when suddenly Peyton and his gang burst into the room. The teacher and the other students raised their hands in fear. I sat there, looking at them like they were idiots, and Peyton said, "Hello, TF."

I replied, "Do you remember our song? 'You're not like that, you're not like that, with you I allowed myself to believe in love, the stars in the sky are burning, you're not like that, you're not like that.' Remember?"

Peyton replied, "I remember," but then added, "And I also know that you are the head of the assassins."

I replied, "How do you know?"