Dean beams at her. Even if she hadn't shattered one of the targets, he would have been proud. He points down to the fence. "You got one, sweetheart! You hit it! First shot!" He scoops her up into a hug, picking her up a few inches off the ground before setting her back down. He grins cheekily. "Must be that excellent lesson."
[ooc: Yes, of course! You don't have to worry about me not liking something - I'm fairly chill ;) ]
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Date: 2018-11-28 03:52 am (UTC)[ooc: Yes, of course! You don't have to worry about me not liking something - I'm fairly chill ;) ]