paradisa | FOURTH SHOT

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FOURTH SHOT

Lee ––

I met with Joel. I don't know if you've met him, since he's hardly been here longer than I have, but he's my better half. We went out into the woods and waited it out so he could put me down, but I didn't turn. And when Joel wasn't watching me, I went down to the damn clinic, where the world's most terrified doctor hacked off the wound.

So now that my shoulder has roughly the same texture as raw hamburger, and it doesn't seem to be spreading, I can finally let you know that your advice was complete bullshit... but I appreciate it all the same.

We should get drinks. Proper ones, this time.

Tess

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Hey, kid.

You've been here much longer than I have. Let me drill you for information and I'll make it worth your while. What do you say?

Tess

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[She reaches over to smack him upside the back of the head.]

What the fuck did I just say?

[He yelps, not expecting the sudden violence. He casts her an annoyed look, rubbing the back of his head]

What the fuck was that for?

For not fucking listening. Cut the goddamn pity party.

You didn't have to hit me, Jesus.

Grow up, I didn't hit you that hard.

[Gonna sulk now you can't tell him to grow up]

Whatever.

[Jesus, what a child.]

What kinds of guns have you handled?

[Yep]

A hunting rifle and a glock.

[That gets a bit of a laugh.]

A Glock? Wow, pretty fitting for teenage boy.

[He'll just blink at her]

I don't get it.

Glocks have a disgusting amount of trigger resistance. Double-tapping is hard as hell, so if you wanna be any good or fast with one, you have to have a lot of hand strength.

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[He'll squint at her] I don't know what that has to do with-

[And then it sinks and and he blushes. His voice going a few octaves higher as if his embarrassment wasn't enough] Jesus fuck! You don't have to put it like that!

[Tess actually laughs, raising a hand to flag down the bartender for another drink.]

Oh relax, take a joke.

You wanna stick with a Glock or should we get you something more practical?

[He's just going to bury his head in his hands and wish for the floor to eat him up now ok. His voice is muffled as he replies]

Let's go with whatever doesn't bring that joke up again.

Browning it is.

[He considers this, before nodding]

Okay, I can live with that.

Better that than dying by it.

Hah hah. Is it difficult to use?

Aiming right is the only hard part, really, once you get the hang of coordinating yourself. Using it safely is important, too.

Okay. I guess I just need to work on being comfortable with them. [God he hates guns so much :< ]

Yeah? Why are you afraid of them?

I'm more afraid of hurting other people with them.

That's literally what they're made for.

I mean hurting people I'm not aiming at.

That's incredibly hard to do, if you're not aiming at them.

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