After the…intense second meet-up with Cyn, poor K had fled over to the ruined city by the bunker, hiding out as best she could.
“You’re pretty far away from home, ain’t ya?” Someone said behind her.
[⭐️~@starrysolver⭐️]
K immediately whipped around to face whoever had spoken to her, her gun hand drawn. Had her fear ended up overpowering her trigger discipline, she probably would have blasted the poor stranger to smithereens. Thankfully, they remain unharmed.
" I… guess so… "
She let out a shaky sigh, lowering her arm and retracting her gun.













