Arsenal
Hiruma had an unstoppable arsenal at his disposal, ready and always on hand to shoot and/or maim intruders, team members, and any cute fuzzy Disney animal that made the mistake of getting in his way. He had been using them for as long as he could remember. He was a perfect shot, and nothing, abso-fuckin'-lutely nothing could get by his impenetrable defense.
So then how did that damn pipsqueak come by and steal his heart?
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Wow, that was short... 0.o
I'm almost done the next chapter of Worse Things... I hope I'll have it up by tomorrow, if I'm not too busy cleaning my dorm room out.
R&R Please!
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