(This is somewhat make your own prompt)

Deep in focus, she squinted. Staring straight ahead at the target in the shooting range. Thick, yellow headphones covering her ears to protect them. Her veiny hands tightening around her gun. Gun smoke swirling around her, making the room stink, but she wasn’t paying attention to it

“Guess what.”

You spoke, but she didn’t hear a thing. So lost in her own thoughts that all she could think about was hitting the target constantly. Snapping her out of her thoughts when you tapped on her shoulder. Taking one side of the headphones off so she could hear you repeat your question. Lowering her gun to place on the table, she answered with a slightly raised brow.

“If you say ‘chicken butt’ again, I swear.”