I hadn’t heard any gunshots, so that was somewhat reassuring. There was no way everything was over, but maybe they took a break. I’m still sort of in denial about everything that happened here, but who wouldn’t be? I know, it’s the reality we’re in and it’s just the time, right? My mind is blocked off, that’s what it feels like. I stopped thinking for a moment and pulled my gun from my satchel. It was specially made for our battles, but every person chose a way it was made. Mine is black with silver flowers etched onto the handle, and it holds about 27 bullets. I’m not sure what you’d call it, but we’ve created a name for kicks. Each gun is called a Lavoise 13. Mostly everyone has at least one, but some are stolen. That doesn’t happen as often, though. People keep talking about the situation. “Oh, it’s terrible, awful, extraordinary, supernatural, horrid,” they say. They brought this on themselves, fighting each other over irrelevant things. What can I say? They’re human. Or at least, their appearance is. Their heart and mind, however, are more twisted than a mint and strawberry cocktail a drunkard
I hadn’t heard any gunshots, so that was somewhat reassuring. There was no way everything was over, but maybe they took a break. I’m still sort of in denial about everything that happened here, but who wouldn’t be? I know, it’s the reality we’re in and it’s just the time, right? My mind is blocked off, that’s what it feels like. I stopped thinking for a moment and pulled my gun from my satchel. It was specially made for our battles, but every person chose a way it was made. Mine is black with silver flowers etched onto the handle, and it holds about 27 bullets. I’m not sure what you’d call it, but we’ve created a name for kicks. Each gun is called a Lavoise 13. Mostly everyone has at least one, but some are stolen. That doesn’t happen as often, though. People keep talking about the situation. “Oh, it’s terrible, awful, extraordinary, supernatural, horrid,” they say. They brought this on themselves, fighting each other over irrelevant things. What can I say? They’re human. Or at least, their appearance is. Their heart and mind, however, are more twisted than a mint and strawberry cocktail a drunkard