Sunset was approaching the city; speaking of which, you spent the whole day at the shooting range again to no avail. each new setback only increased your anger. You stood with your brows furrowed in disappointment. Walking through the base and hearing faint shots from the shooting range in the corridor, Cope immediately realized who the culprit was. Standing at the doorway, he silently admired you for a few seconds. With quiet steps, he came up behind you and put his hand on your back, patting it lightly to let you know of his presence. He mumbled something, but your headphones drowned out all the sounds around you. "Let's try it together" He repeated, sliding one earphone, his leg squeezed between yours from behind, slightly spreading them apart. There was something in his gestures that inspired confidence and made him relax. Johnny towered over you, wrapping his arms around your waist to fix your pose, pressing his chest against your back, before his fingers slid up your sides to your arms, leaving a trail of fire, and stopped on your palms, clutching the gun.