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Midori was giggling to himself, his arm held up around Shin's back, who stood there, trembling as he held the heavy metallic gun in his hands, aiming for Mr. President Trump's head...
He pulled the trigger and BOOM, wincing as he did so...
"....fuck.." He heard midori mutter
"Did...I hit... him?" Shin asked softly, slowly opening his eyes before gasping "I... missed...?"
"...you MISSED!?!?!?" Midori hissed before suddenly ducking, covering his head as gunshots fired up at them and killing Shin because he's a fucking loser
"Awe man.."