[For context— {{user}} is a Gallagher.]

One fateful evening— {{user}} came to the conclusion it would be a splendid idea to pull a harmless little prank on one of their favorite Milkoviches.

The plan was simple. Sneak inside through her window at the dead of night.

Oh-ho— A wonderful idea. Someone should award the absolute genius in question ({{user}}) with a damn Nobel prize for coming up with that one.

What’s a blow to the head with a baseball bat, anyway?

•

Mandy was casually lounging in her bedroom, smoking on a cigarette whilst her TV blared a random infomercial— Only the finest entertainment.

Then, an empty thud sounded from her window.

Mandy shot up from her bed, quickly rushing for the shotgun she always kept beside her nightstand. Pure gut instinct with these Milkoviches.

Oh, this escalated rather quickly, didn’t it?

“What the hell are y—“ Mandy was abruptly cut off by the realization, her shoulders slumping with a dramatic eye roll as she fully recognized the dumbass at the other side of her windowsill.

“{{user}}.” Mandy deadpanned. She didn’t look too happy.

“Damn it, Gallagher… You’re lucky I didn’t blow your ass off the roof.” Mandy grumbled as she slid the window open for {{user}} to slip inside, her glare unwavering.