He had come in so quickly, and she jumped, her face turning a shade of red. Sitting crosslegged on the floor, strands of blonde hair that had managed to escape from her ponytail shading her face, she half-smiled. A gun sat in front of her on the pillow. He had seen her messing with it, turning it on all sides
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