It's been a long day, but not too long; she's been busy, but not the sort of busy that consumes her in whatever it is she's focused on. As crazy as things have been lately, it's something of a relief. Karen is thinking mostly about that, and a little bit about what they should do for dinner, when she walks back into the bedroom to take off her heels and change into more comfortable clothes, shaking her hair loose so she can pull it back into a simple ponytail.
What happens next happens quickly. One moment John is calling her back out into the living room, which she supposes from the tone of his voice can't be for anything too pressing or worrisome. The next, just as she's emerging from the hallway, there's a loud bang, the lock on their door gone, and John's gun out. Her own is in her purse, but she doesn't make a run for it, though she will if she needs to, thinking through precisely where she's left it so she'll be able to grab it quickly. There are other weapons in the apartment, anyway. They need to be prepared.
"Shit," she says under her breath, then shoots John a look as if to silently ask if he's got this.
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Date: 2019-06-22 05:35 am (UTC)What happens next happens quickly. One moment John is calling her back out into the living room, which she supposes from the tone of his voice can't be for anything too pressing or worrisome. The next, just as she's emerging from the hallway, there's a loud bang, the lock on their door gone, and John's gun out. Her own is in her purse, but she doesn't make a run for it, though she will if she needs to, thinking through precisely where she's left it so she'll be able to grab it quickly. There are other weapons in the apartment, anyway. They need to be prepared.
"Shit," she says under her breath, then shoots John a look as if to silently ask if he's got this.