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Annette was standing outside her room, looking right then left. She hid that sleeve gun at the small of her back and was seriously considering taking it back to M. Or at the very least slipping it underneath her office door with a 'I'm sorry' post it stuck on it.
But...she really wanted to fire it again. Oooh, she could go to Steerpike's room and demand he tell her everything! She could whip it out and be really cool and stuff.
Then again she could line up all her peeps on the roof and fire away.
She bit her bottom lip in indecision. "Peeps, or him, or take it back to M. Hmm. No, no peeps. Peeps are for something else."
She started walking down the hallway, trying to walk right since it was weird having that gun sticking down the back of her pants.
If she got to the second floor, she would think of what to do then.
(ETA: Annette heads straight to a certain room - she does not stop to talk to anyone. thanks!)
But...she really wanted to fire it again. Oooh, she could go to Steerpike's room and demand he tell her everything! She could whip it out and be really cool and stuff.
Then again she could line up all her peeps on the roof and fire away.
She bit her bottom lip in indecision. "Peeps, or him, or take it back to M. Hmm. No, no peeps. Peeps are for something else."
She started walking down the hallway, trying to walk right since it was weird having that gun sticking down the back of her pants.
If she got to the second floor, she would think of what to do then.
(ETA: Annette heads straight to a certain room - she does not stop to talk to anyone. thanks!)