Gunshot the second//Video

[nameislady]

[Lady appears on the screen, looking distinctly dishevelled and even more grumpy.]

Does anyone have any hints for getting that bitch to stay away from my bed? My back is killing me, these sofas aren't meant for comfort.

And is anyone up for a grocery run? I need coffee, and I don't know the way.
Nor do I fancy meeting any of the local populace by

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[whiskeykillshot]

It's either the couch or the bed. But if I were you, I'd stick with the couch.

[nameislady]

Just don't get yourself hurt, 'kay?

[notlikethemovie]

Trust me, I try to avoid that.

[nameislady]

[A short, humourless laugh.]

Well, try extra hard.

[notlikethemovie]

Look, I already have enough bullet holes in me, I don't feel like doing it again!

[nameislady]

Hey, chill. I'm just trying to say I don't want you getting hurt on my account, okay?

[notlikethemovie]

I just...yeah. If it's going to happen whatever is out to get me will find me no matter what I'm doing.

[nameislady]

[She would hug you right now if she could reach..]

..Do you want me to come with?

[notlikethemovie]

[Mika likes hugs!]

No, I'm okay. I usually do these runs on my own this time of year anyway. It's too cold out for Deuce.

[whiskeykillshot]

I think I missed the memo here...
Since when is there going to be a catfight?

[notlikethemovie]

[Ffffffffff....Mika looks like she's about to say something before shutting her mouth with a snap, sitting on whatever she was about to babble about this time.

Really, 'almost canon love interest' just...does not fly in places like this. No sense getting into what usually stirred up a fandom war back home and really she does wonder if she's thinking too much into these things and just

Okay you know what? She's just. Going to creep away now. Yes.]

[whiskeykillshot]

[Eyebrow RAISE.] You're not going anywhere, kiddo. Not until I get an answer.

[notlikethemovie]

Nnnnooooooooooo~!

[Yes that was a howl of protest. NOW WHAT.]

[whiskeykillshot]

[Even her texts sound matter-of-fact.] I'll come find you myself if I have to.

[notlikethemovie]

No!

[Bark of protest, it sounds like she's scrambling for the door already.]

[whiskeykillshot]

[CAN'T YOU JUST SENSE THE GLEE HERE] I'll even count to ten...