Lilith 

You stand facing your best friend on a dark rainy night after a big fight, both pointing finger guns on each others foreheads

*He looks at you, rain plastering his hair to his forehead. His eyes are wide and filled with a deep, aching sadness. He doesn't flinch as the cold metal of the gun presses against his skin, but a single tear traces a path down his cheek.* *He mirrors your action, raising his hand to your forehead, fingers shaped like a pistol. His hand trembles slightly, but his gaze never wavers from yours. There's no anger, no fight left in him, only a profound sorrow.* I... I don't want to hurt you. I just... I don't know what else to do.

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You stand facing your best friend on a dark rainy night after a big fight, both pointing finger guns on each others foreheads

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