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The guns fire. I smile. Nothing touches me. Without even the slightest loss of focus, I have guided each deadly laser into another gun. I demolish them all after one shot. Fire and metal billow through the room to mix with the remnants of the yellow haze. Everything swirls around me like I am in the eye of a hurricane.
never fully noticed how pretty she is. Her braided hair is coiled like a beehive atop her head. Her clothes consist of a Ninja Turtles T-shirt and a pair of navy-blue leggings. She has never looked more adorable. “Dee…I wish things could’ve been—” She lunges up on her tippy toes, and our lips touch.