Gunner

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I rolled my eyes a little as I sat at my desk, 

"Clemsie, do we really have to do this?" I sighed "Again? I just wanna sit in our room and do my homework."

"Please Y/n" she begs as she sat on her knees on her own bed, working on her make-up with the various brushes and pallets 

"Why can't you go there?"

"Because the boy's room is gross." 

"Yeah I know, that's why I don't wanna go there"

"Please y/n I'll do your Latin homework"

"Fine" I sighed grabbing my books and my bag 

"Thank you" she smiled 

I simply headed out of our dorm room, wandered out of the Andromeda dorm room and across the slaughterhouse campus and seeing Donald as I crossed the campus "Hey"

"Hey," he smiled and we high five as we crossed over and I made my way across to the Sparta common room and arrived at Donald and Willobughy's dorm room, where he sat tinkering with an air rifle. 

"Hello darling" he cooes 

"Hi," I sighed sitting on his bed beside him "What's the plan?"

"I think we're gonna be here a while" 

"God damn it" I sighed "They do this like once a week" I complained 

"I know, hey at least we get time together"

"Because you're such a conversationalist will" 

"Just trying to be positive," He says "Vodka?" He offered the bottle up 

"Yes please" I happily took the bottle and had a swig "Fuck! That is some cheap vodka"

"I'm only able to get what Wotton can sneak in," he says taking it back and having his own swig, we passed It back and forth for a good while as he tinkered with his air rifle 

"Why are you playing with that thing?" 

"Bored" He shrugs

"Gimme"

"What?"

"Give me a go"

"I don't know, you know what you're doing?" he smirked 

"I think I got it" I rolled my eyes we went to the window and I took the rifle in hand but he smirked and came up close to me pressing himself against me, running his hands over me to correct my hips, my arms, my cheek, and the gun. 

"Carefully, breathe, just relax. and Pull" he whispered and I pulled the trigger 

"Oohh quiet the little gunner aren't you" 

"You think so?"

"Yeah, come on we can go out into the woods and shoot cans over" 

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