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[thisbittersweetvictory]

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She leaned in close, whispering in a tightly-wound kind of forced-optimism, “Hey! Listen! Wanna know a secret?” She paused to draw them in, “You’ve been singing poorly to whatever trash is playing through your crappy headphones for almost 30 minutes and now: You’re about this close to getting punched the fuck out.”

Her expression dropped into unmistakable seriousness, “Got it?”

[thisbittersweetvictory]

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“Shut up!” Victory scrutinized the figures 500 yards away, the cover of darkness protecting their facial features. “The target beat us here.” Now, they had no way of knowing who arrived with who, how many members of either gang were present, just that there were 12 of them all together. She tossed her partner a glance, “You ready?”