Chapter Twelve - Guns guns and blowing shit up

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Alisha

We all woke up the next morning in a pretty good mood despite yesterday's events

Wrench had slipped his mask on before we woke and we both didn't mention last night when he kissed my neck

"Who wants caffeine!!" Wrench called

He had rushed off to the coffee shop early and returned with the goods

"You are a saint" I cooed holding my delicious caffeine beverage to my chest

"Your about to make out with that cup" he said passing Sitara hers

"You bet I am" I responded sipping the coffee

Perfection

"Don't tease me" he winked (~ ^)

"Soo any luck with breaking that code" Wrench asked Josh falling back into the couch

"Not yet" Josh said a little disheartened

"Your doing great though Josh" I said

"Thanks" he smiled a little

"Sooo karaoke tonight?" Wrench asked the group

"Hell yeah" Marcus said pushing Wrench so he could sit down

"Alisha is going to blow our fucking minds" Wrench said making an explosion with his hands

"You just want anything to blow up right now" I said

"I haven't had my dose of destruction lately ooh!" He turned to Sitara

"Please please please can we go blow something up" he pleased

"All in due time Wrench" she answered

"Aww" he whined

"Ooh I have an idea" I said sitting on the side of the chair poking Wrench's leg

"We should go to a shooting range, I've never shot a gun before" I said drinking the rest of my coffee

His mask lit up excitedly (! !)

"The girl with the key to my heart" he swooned and jumped from the couch

"Who's up for shooting shit" he said

"Hell yeah I am" Marcus stood up along with Sitara

"I think I will stay and try crack this code" Josh said and we left him to do his work

"Shotgun" I yelled running for the passenger seat Marcus was driving

"Wait what's shotgun!" Wrench called after me but I had already strapped myself in

"It's what you say when you call front seat" I laughed at them through the window

"Well that's no fair I wanted to be 'shotgun'" he told me using his fingers a quote marks

I stuck my tongue out at him

"Cheeky" he said climbing into the back (' ')

"As shotgun I decide music" I announced plugging in my phone and starting up the music app

"And what shall you music taste be" Sitara asked

I pressed play on the 80's playlist

"Perfect" Marcus said turning the music up loud

The shooting range was a little bit out of the city so the drive took about half an hour all the while we sung loudly to ridiculous music

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