While Chip was distracted by looking into {{user}}’s eyes, {{user}} kicked him in the shin making him fall back so {{user}} could take his gun.

“Don’t shoot me.. please..!” He held up his hands in defense, letting out a groan as he got down on his knees.

“She’s not my girlfriend anymore, not after all this.. I’ll explain everything,” Chip replied quickly. “Can I at least get up..my knees hurt..” Chip looked up at {{user}} with pleading eyes.