@rudegrrrl
She’d fucking told Shaun to stay the fuck out of her business. This wasn’t Tulip’s first rodeo, more like her hundredth rodeo and she worked better alone, though even better with Jesse. But of course, Shaun didn’t listen. Shaun only friggin’ listened if it involved drugs, food or sex. The first thought that flashed across Tulip’s mind as the shot rang out was that maybe Shaun would listen next time, like how they say kids learn to stop touching the fucking stove after getting burned. The second, immediate thought was that she was going to kill the fucker that’d shot her ten times over.
Tulip had her 9mm out in seconds, had the two fuckers down and dead in a minute. “God-fuckin’-dammit,” she spit, turning on Shaun with a glare that was entirely worried, “You get shot and you friggin’...goad them on?”
