@secondxchanced sent ★ from angel to naaaate
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“I think I’m dying…” Blood. There is SO MUCH BLOOD and the pain - the pain is AWFUL. A gunshot, Nate things, he thinks he’s been SHOT. Can’t tell for sure but if he has been, the bullet’s still in there. His hands are CRIMSON, blood stains clothing, turning it a deep dark red.
He’s DIZZY, can’t even see straight, it looks like there’s two Angel’s, and he’s shivering from the BLOOD LOSS. He’d always known this hobby of his would end in his life being taken, he just didn’t expect it to be SO SOON. He stumbles back, before deciding that it’s best to sit down - it’s a wonder he hasn’t fallen down already.
He slides down onto the ground, back against a boulder, his hands still pressed firmly against the wound in his abdomen. IT HURTS LIKE HELL. “A-Angel. Go. Go while you still can.” Because that’s certainly not the last of gun-wielding MANIACS.