Trinity crept into the room slowly as the sounds of a snoring Artemis could be heard. She looked around the dark room, then saw a large glass case on Artemis's dresser. A smile appeared on her face as she slowly moved over to the case. Inside was her only gun. Her moments were smooth and simple, and in a matter of seconds she had the case open. “Finally. Next time, Artemis is NEVER getting my gun again.” She whispered in triumph. Trinity then walked back to her room and put her gun back where it belonged. Then, as an act of rebellion, she cocked the gun and shot one bullet into Artemis's room. She shut her door and stowed the gun under her bed. A loud shatter was heard from Artemis's, followed by Trinity's laughter.
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The Random book of Stories
Random((The cover has NOTHING to do with it. I just thought Canada looked SO KAWAII in this picture! ^3^)) Just...read the title.
