[He was just minding his own business, dragging his scruffy ass down the hallway when a bullet comes whizzing at him. He catches it in his hand before it has the chance to smack him in the face, though.
He's never been shot at with white balls before.
His attention turns from squeezing the curious thing in his hand to looking at the shooter. And he smirks.]
...Wantin' to shoot me already? Know I wasn't in the best'a moods, but didn't know I left that bad an impression.
1.1 sorry couldn't ignore bad aim
He's never been shot at with white balls before.
His attention turns from squeezing the curious thing in his hand to looking at the shooter. And he smirks.]
...Wantin' to shoot me already? Know I wasn't in the best'a moods, but didn't know I left that bad an impression.