If Love Can Kill

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"StrawHat," I said knocking on her door.

"Go away!" She yelled throwing something against the door. It thumped against the ground and I heard StrawHat get off the bed and grab whatever she threw.

"Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you, and you're kind of right."

She opened the door glaring down at me, "kind of?"

"Ok maybe a little more than kind of," I sighed, "but can you be mad at me some other time?"

"Why?"

"Because I have something planned with the whole team tomorrow."

She raised an eyebrow, "isn't your date with Diver tomorrow?"

I shook my head no, "we rescheduled."

"Well, whatever this is it better be important enough to reschedule a date."

"It's an S4 reunion party," I paused, "well not a party exactly."

Her eyes widened and she grabbed my shoulders, "wait really?!" I nodded and she ran back inside her room, shutting the door behind her. Seconds later I heard her talking to Octoglasses on the phone.

"Well that takes care of that," I mumbled walking to my room. I picked up my phone and texted Army saying that we would be going.

"Great, see you there, it's at one." He replied.

I pulled out the box filled with all my old gear from turf wars and dug through it. My .52 gal was at the bottom, I pulled it out sneezing as dust flew everywhere.

StrawHat knocked on my door, her phone pressed up to her ear. "What time are we going?" She asked turning the mic away.

"One in the afternoon," I said wiping away all the dust on my weapon.

StrawHat ended the call, and shoved her phone in her pocket, "kay, Octoglasses will be here later today, oh and, we should practice, we're all probably rusty."

I rolled my eyes as she walked away. Standing up I shut the door and aimed for the pink stained target taped to it. I let the .52 gal fill up before shooting at it.

I missed.

Army