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"“Why are you pointing that gun at me?”"

        If ever a gaze could kill, the one this young teen was giving the other boy would be it. The sleek, black pistol in his hand remained trained on the other male’s forehead as his stance was strong and unwavering.

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       The piece of red velvet cake that was on the desk. It was mine.“ His voice was steady and eerily calm, as if his anger had reached a point that he merely snapped. ”All that’s left is an empty plate and a few crumbs. And you’re the only one here.

        Ciel took a step closer, slender finger squeezing the trigger slightly. He didn’t hesitate any longer. Not after having what was his taken from him. At last, he pulled the trigger and BANG! A foam dart shot from the barrel and popped the other boy smack in the forehead. All the while, the ashen-haired teen couldn’t help but grin.

7 years ago   ( 4 )
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