"If you're not going to help me, John," Root says, already done with this whole thing, "Then I guess I'm just going to have to handle it all myself."
She cocks her shotgun, and a shell clatters onto the floor. It's not meant as a threat, mostly preparation for whatever Root is going to have to deal with when she leaves them to... well, whatever this is.
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Date: 2019-07-22 04:23 am (UTC)She cocks her shotgun, and a shell clatters onto the floor. It's not meant as a threat, mostly preparation for whatever Root is going to have to deal with when she leaves them to... well, whatever this is.
"Last chance."