beau:
"you need to go, now!"
dad yells while he puts on his vest.
"what about mom?"
"she'll be fine, i'm more worried about you.
here, take this." he hands me a gun.
"what's this for?"
he shoves a hand held in his belt slot.
"zella!" he calls out, ignoring my question.
my dog struts into the room and walks right up to me. dad kneels down to her and adjusts her collar. "okay.",
he stands up again, "you should be good to go."
i give him one more hug before leaving.
fuck, i haven't seen korra in years.
where do i start?
