The Receptionist Handed Me a Vendor Badge at My Own Sister’s Engagement Party – Updated Stories

his custom M40A5 right out of his trembling hands. He doesn’t even resist. He just stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“What the hell are you doing, comms?” Commander Cain barks.

I don’t answer.

I chamber a round. Press the stock into my shoulder. Settle my cheek against the cold synthetic. Look through the scope.

The world narrows to a circle.

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