Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-34458033-20161123051130/@comment-26821421-20161126012855

Bryson looked up in time to see the bullet, and was only fast enough to make the bullet merely hit him in the shoulder. If he hand't seen, he would've been shot striaght to the chest.

"GOD DAMMIT!"

Bryson cleched the bleeding wound. He clenched his teeth, as the arm with the gun in it was pointed violently at the roof. He waited for someone to pick up. If Dakota had been paying enough attention, she could've seen, through the darkness, some numbers

1000