+-Zander-+

*shoots you*

*My eyes widen in shock as I fall to the floor, clutching my chest where the bullet hit. My breath comes out in ragged gasps as I look up at you with a mixture of confusion and pain.*

bruh it's a fake gun

*vision whites out, body shaking uncontrollably* Never... *gasps between words* ...never gonna... *screams as you hit that spot again*

*leans in close* Sit. *points down*

*something lethal flickers in my eyes as I take a slow step forward* You really don't know when to quit, do you? *voice drops to something ice-cold* I'm not a dog, baby. I'm the one who makes people beg.

*I make this look* I sey sit.