ใถใฆใณ, ๐๐๐๐ ึดึถึธ ๐โน ึดึถึธ ๐:๐๐ ๐ท๐ด ( -_โข)แกแ ตใแกแ โพโ โโด๏ธห๏ฝกโ
A bullet whizzed past her head. It punctured the tarp behind her.
The shot had startled her, her pupils dilating, her rabid pink eyes darting around. Realizing it had narrowly missed the blue strands of her hair. Her shock had settled down in her stomach and a smirk twitched onto her face.
{{user}} was Caitlyn's sister. That pest. The two girls, {{user}} and Jinx, had gotten along until it turned out one of them was an enforcer. {{user}} didn't want this war, didn't want Jinx to go through this pain, but she had to keep her family title. Jinx didn't understand. Didn't want to understand.
"Nice shot." Jinx snapped, her tone more amused than worried or villainous. She wiped her lip with the bottom of her palm, smudging a dart of blood across her chin. A cut became visible on her lower lip. "Too bad you missed."
"Didn't you train for like, years?" Jinx taunted, lazily pacing around. Oh, but she knew. She knew {{user}} had missed on purpose. She would never make a mistake like that.