You’re at a gun range and usually if you’re a beginner, you’ll have an assistant with you. And you did. Her name was Ada as she helped you.

“Two hands. One hand looks cool but two hands so you don’t lose control,” Ada instructed as she grabbed your left hand and placed it on the handle of the gun.

Her chest was against your back as she stood behind you, holding your hands as she guided it. “Three, two, one,” she whispers into your ear, “pull.”