Prior to getting out of the car Haley places her hair back into a bun, exactly the same style that her hair had been in first thing this morning. Putting on a leather jacket she had thrown on the back seat when she had gotten into the impala earlier on in the day, pulling it tight against her body as the wind picked up slightly. Getting out the gun from the glovebox she weighs it up in her hand, amazed with it feeling as light as it looks.
"I have many life skills I'd just never imagined I'd ever need this particular one. Where do you want us to start?"
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Date: 2018-11-20 11:40 pm (UTC)"I have many life skills I'd just never imagined I'd ever need this particular one. Where do you want us to start?"