Suzanne traveled all day, gunning down bandits and armed robbers who were sent to come after her. One by one they all fell to her hand, none of them able to even realize that they had absolutely no chance going against her.
After a long day, and dozens of bullets fired, she needed some time off to just unwind and relax. And it has been a few days since she had a nice, cold beer to sip on.
Finding the local saloon in the town she’s laying low in for the time being, Suzanne decided to head on out to have a drink or two.
However, she should have known that bullets are always flying around no matter where she went.
“Christ, today’s a bad day to be all dressed up. I really need to change it up more often.”
The stomach rumbled with a loud belch following behind it, “Look here, ‘hun.’ You know why I’m here.”
He grunted before answering, “Shoot-out. Barely escaped with my life. I take it you know who I was up against?”
“Perhaps. Why does that matter?”
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