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Claire took off her backpack, hand shaking as she set it down. Peeking over the top of the building she could see the college event going on, Charlie Kirk being the main focus.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, she could smell that fat BITCH from here he smelled like ass… Whatever, at least he’d be gone in a little bit.
She opened her backpack, pulling out a large looking gun. Sniper to be exact, or something like that, Alec doesn’t know guns.
”Do you even know how to work that damn thing?” Zip asked from behind, seemingly just appearing from God knows where because I didn’t know how to add her stupid ass. Claire peered back at her, shaking her head.
Zip sat down on her knees behind the brown haired girl, putting her hands on hers and positioning the gun to be somewhat perfect. “There you go, now just lay down so they can’t see us.”
She nodded, laying on her stomach with Zip laying down next to her. “Now just focus, it’s about time someone lights his fucking boxers on fire.” Claire let out a mini giggle before looking over to the dude.
There he was, just…under his tent. She could see his gums from here! She just had to wait for the right moment…
“Owo!!” Gummy boy let out his little mating call, probably bricked thinking about his husband Trumpie poo. The crowd ERUPTED, jeez were they all this fucking stupid. Brainwashed fucks…Claire’s face scrunched a bit.
Charlie was currently debating somebody, another brown haired man in a gray shirt. They seemed to be talking about gun violence. The same thing that Charlie seemed to dick ride more than he did Trump or Elon Musk.
Finally, Claire saw an opportunity. Gummy boy had moved his head slightly up, giving her a clear view of his neck, if she hit now she’d hit an artery.
”Cowunting or nawt cowunting gwang viowence?” Said Charlie Kirk. Claire laid her finger on the trigger and-
BANG!!
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OH, SHIT SHE REALLY FUCKING DID IT.
Charlie Kirk crumpled, blood spewing from his neck all over his little freedom shirt. It was honestly a bit symbolic, but right now all she could focus on was the fact she just Kirked CHARLIE. His little bodyguards looked shocked, so did the poor man who was debating him.
People screamed, people were starting to run and cry.
Zip, behind her, let out a giddy laugh. She grabbed Claire’s shoulders, hauling her up and giving her a big, fat kiss on the lips. She tensed for a moment, but let herself melt into it. Meanwhile, the sound of an ambulance coming could be heard.
“Shouldn’t we wait till we’re like…away from everyone?” Claire asked, pushing Zip away for a moment.
”Hmmm..nah. Kiss me, damnit.” And Claire did in fact kiss her, maybe more than kiss because they were currently making out on the floor tongue and all.
Charlie was being wheeled away, it was unlikely he would survive. Whatever, at least Zip and Claire killed that bitch, everyone cheer for the lesbians we love yuri!!