Misfire

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Baby Drabble

You and Connor run to the back of the building "Detroit police open up!" Connor kicks open the door and you run in.

"Where's the suspect."
"There's a lot of cocaine here. How much is that street value?"
"Focus (Y/n)."
"I'm focusing on my finances."

Connor looks at you and waves his gun around "Now is not the time to talk about your finances and bills when we both know that I pay them all-"

Bang

"aH IM HIT." Connor falls to the ground "Connor you were waving your gun around."
"I'm hit (y/n). Get an ambulance here."
"You misfired your gun Connor."
"Ahhh (y/n) I can feel my soul leaving."
"Connor. You weren't hit."
"They have snipers upstairs aaaaaaaa."

You roll your eyes and look around
"There aren't any stairs. Connor you're not dead."
"Whyyyy!!!! Whyyy must life be so cruel aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

"(Y/n) did you find the suspects?" You grab the radio from your pocket with Connor whining in the background.
"Nope. We found their drugs though and Connor thinks he's dying."
"HE'S DYING??"
"No. He thinks he's dying. Come get your son."
"Alright good job finding the stash though. We'll get the suspects next time, we have leads anyways so good find."


I have like 3 projects I need to work on so this is me saying I'll be back
*wont be back for like a few weeks*
Sorry y'all

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