Chris winces for real now, shrinking, glancing away, side to side, when he yells, barely meeting his eyes when he calms down slightly. Shit. What the hell. Shouldn't they check weapons at the door? ]
Sh-should I wait for him to cut my head off f-first then?
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She didn't do good.
Chris winces for real now, shrinking, glancing away, side to side, when he yells, barely meeting his eyes when he calms down slightly. Shit. What the hell. Shouldn't they check weapons at the door? ]
Sh-should I wait for him to cut my head off f-first then?
[ Still snarking through it all. ]