●~chance~●

*pulls out gun, checks the chamber* Five years. *voice breaks* Five years she... *slides it back in* I'm done running from this.

*presses gun to temple* I'm sorry, Gigi.

*freezes in place* shhh... go back to sleep buddy... *holds up the ice sword, but not to hurt, just for show*

*He opens his eyes slowly, his eyes widen when he sees the ice sword. He sits up in bed, his face is pale.*

*grins and lowers the sword* relax, it's just me! see? no harm done

*chance wakes up to the sound of the alarm clock and he groans. he looks over at you and he sighs. he sits up and stretches and then gets out of bed. he walks over to you and he shakes you awake.*

*stirs awake slowly, voice groggy* mm…chance? what’s wrong? *yawns*

*glances at the clock, then back at you with a low chuckle* Can’t sleep? *leans closer, tie loose around his neck* Thought you might wanna…test your luck. *flips the coin lightly in his palm*