Life: The last RP I'll make ever

-I turn to Nikolai-
Please tell me that's a bb gun

 

(and where 14 y/o's have to carry guns to survive)

 

I text syd with my old phone- I love u and wether u believe me or not idc but I love you Sydney

 

[What are you guys doing? ._. Bullets? Guns? We're 14 if you guys forgot. Lol.]

 

( yea that too!)

 

-I grab it-
Oh no you don't!

 

- I see the three kids sitting on someones lawn and slow down to a normal speed -

 

"listen, this place Is infested with gangs..."
*hits holster*
"this is protection"

 

*takes gun back*
"Jez guys..."

 

Spare me the tough guy act, I've been running in the middle of the road since I was 3 and nothings ever happened

 

- I come to a complete stop in front if them -

 

"these past few years have been different..."

 

I should start carrying one...
-i stare off into space-

 

"you probably should*

 

- I notice the have weapons but I decide to talk to them anyways -

Are you the people that crazy guy was shooting at?

 

"He does. He.. I.
Remember that day, when his knee popped out of place? Fifth grade?"