A dishevelled looking youth staggered up to the Snake. He was barely able to walk, and was laughing to himself as he pulled out a flick knife.
Worthless junkie piece of tit, thought Snake, as he put a round between his eyes.This one was a bit older. A bit wiser. Smart guy, Snake thought to himself, as the gang member threw down his purple headband and turned the other way...The girl charged at him with a broken bottle, lunging at his throat. Her upward thrust grazed his forearm as he stepped backwards to dodge her frenzied assault.
Such a pretty girl, how had she got caught up with a gang like the Lionhearts? Oh well. He squeezed the trigger and she stumbled forwards. He squeezed it again, just to be sure.
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*teabag*




