She smiles at his back, and waits until he's drawn the girl far away from her intended target.
The ammo cabinet is closed, but not locked. She frowns, but fills her pockets anyway. The gun cabinet is locked, but the keys are by the register. It takes her a minute or two to find what she's looking for. One 12 gauge for him, and a 9mm for her.
She closes the cabinets back up, and peeks her head out. Ichabod doesn't look like he's even trying very hard, and the little blonde looks like she's about to climb him like a tree.
She drops the shotgun inside the tent, and returns to his side. And of course, she can't resist. She sneaks an arm around his waist and leans in far too close.
"Oy, sweet cheeks. Get your own." She lifts her chin at the girl, and just stares as she huffs indignantly, and finally decides it's not worth it.
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The ammo cabinet is closed, but not locked. She frowns, but fills her pockets anyway. The gun cabinet is locked, but the keys are by the register. It takes her a minute or two to find what she's looking for. One 12 gauge for him, and a 9mm for her.
She closes the cabinets back up, and peeks her head out. Ichabod doesn't look like he's even trying very hard, and the little blonde looks like she's about to climb him like a tree.
She drops the shotgun inside the tent, and returns to his side. And of course, she can't resist. She sneaks an arm around his waist and leans in far too close.
"Oy, sweet cheeks. Get your own." She lifts her chin at the girl, and just stares as she huffs indignantly, and finally decides it's not worth it.