Eventually, the work at the house was finished and Johnny went back home with Mary Rose.

Johnny lay on the crouch, groaning. “Oh man… I'm so bored…” He says, before looking at his bad luck amulet. He couldn't help but poke his finger at it and say, “Come on, do something.”

Mary Rose shakes her head. “How about we go shopping. Maybe we'll encounter some bad luck on the way? You still need to buy a vehicle.” She says, coaxing the depressed Johnny.

Johnny lets out a sigh. “Okay… Let's go.” He says, forcing himself to stand.

…

…

When they arrive at the dealership, Johnny didn’t hesitate and chose the flashiest, most expensive car there. “I’ll take that one.” He says to the car salesman, pointing at the shiny red convertible that was on display.

The car salesman’s eyes light up. “Good choice, sir!” He says excitedly.

Eventually, Johnny and Mary Rose drove back, their vehicle drawing several eyes from pedestrians and other drivers.

Johnny had a smug look on his face. “I’m a rock star. Hey, Mary Rose, we should drive West, to the movie capital of the world. Let’s go there and just start flaunting money.” He says eagerly.

Mary Rose shakes her head. “Who wants to go there? That place is gross.” She says, firmly deciding against it.

Johnny lets out a sigh of disappointment. “Alright. But we need to get something going. I’m becoming very bored.” He says.

Mary Rose shakes her head once more. Why is he like this? She wonders, somewhat worried for Johnny. “How about we go look for some demons. That will cheer you up.” Mary Rose says, offering a suggestion.

“Hmm.” Johnny says, thinking it over. “Okay. Let’s go to a nightclub tonight?” He says.

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Mary Rose smiles. “Okay.” She says happily.

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Johnny rolls up a bill and then snorts the white line of powder on the toilet paper dispenser.

Then Johnny takes a piss and leaves.

As he mixed into the crowd, he begins to analyze, and soon he quickly found the sexual predators.

Slowly, but surely, Johnny stalks his prey, eventually getting close enough to each of them to pour some aphrodisiac potion into each of their drinks.

Then, he sat down next to Mary Rose to watch the show.

“Eww!! Get off me you creep!!”

“Bitch, you clearly want me! Stop pretending like you’re not a slut!!”

From another side of the room, a man forces a lady onto a table before lifting her skirt.

“Bitch, I know your pussy is just aching for me. Let’s not waste any time.”

Several more incidents happen one after another, and quickly, the righteous men in the club began to react.

Fights broke out all over the club.

“Are you fucking retarded? Right in the fucking open? Are you dense?” A man says as he holds another man down.

“Bitch! Put your dick away!” Another man says before sending out a hard hit to the other man’s face.

“No! Don’t stop him! I’ve always wanted to be fucked right in the open!” A lady yells.

“Fucking whore!” A man exclaims, not caring as he puts another man in a sleeper hold.

Johnny watches all of this, high on coke, and couldn’t help but grin. “This is awesome.” He says, very happy.

The demons begin to gather around Johnny.

“Hey, kid. Stop fucking around. What do you think you’re doing?” One of the demons says.

Johnny frowns and waves a hand. Five beams of burning yang energy pierces into the demons’ heads, and Johnny gathers all of their essences to consolidate his bad luck amulet.

Mary Rose shakes her head. “You have such weird hobbies.” She says, unsure what else to say about this situation.

Johnny smiles. “It’s fun though, right?” He says with a laugh.

Eventually the police came and both Johnny and Mary Rose were forced to evacuate the club.

Johnny lets out a sigh. “It’s still early. Let’s go find a bar to chill at.” He says.

Before long, Johnny drives away in his red convertible with Mary Rose, hoping to stir up trouble elsewhere.

The couple arrive at a quiet bar and sit down. Eventually their drinks and appetizers came.

Mary Rose lets out sigh and grabs Johnny’s hand. She looks at him seriously and asks, “Johnny, are you alright?”

Johnny’s eyes widen. “What? Of course I’m okay? What’s wrong?” He asks, confused.

Mary Rose lets out another sigh. “Johnny, what’s with the bad luck amulet?” She asks. She’s wanted to ask for a while now, and finally she couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Johnny lets out a bitter smile. “You don’t understand, Mary Rose. Worries? Problems? Tribulations? Illness and death? All of these things give our life meaning. Without these things, and the necessity to fight against them, could we really say that we’re alive? Unfortunately, in regards to these things, I’m very poor. Very, very poor. I don't worry about anything. I have to do as much as I can to gather as many problems as possible. Otherwise… Otherwise I’m just dead…” He begins to explain.

Mary Rose’s eyes widen. She sort of understood, but at the same time she couldn’t. Who wouldn’t want nicer things for themselves? More money? A better house? Why was there a need to fight against yourself? But she understood one thing, this was Johnny’s own way of reaching for life. He also wanted to live, but he was in a place where it was hard for him.

Mary Rose felt tears begin to flow from her eyes. She leans in and gives Johnny a soft kiss, kissing over and over again. “Johnny, I’ll never leave you. I want to spend as much time with you as possible. So don’t do anything to harm yourself.” She says, feeling her heart aching.