☄︎₊˚ 𝙎ᴘᴀᴄᴇ 𝘾ᴏᴡʙᴏʏ

there ain't nothing i can't do with a gun!

ᅟᅟᅟ I͟l͟y͟u͟k͟h͟i͟n͟a͟, 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙄 𝙤𝙬𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙨 𝙤𝙛 v͟o͟d͟k͟a͟. ᅟᅟᅟ

She snarls

⠀⠀“ Pleasure to meet you , Rigby ! I'm Ryland Grace . ”

⠀⠀“ what's your name ? ” * 😁

⠀⠀“ hello there . . ! ”

⠀⠀* nervous waving at the reader

𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗠͟𝗬͟𝗦͟𝗧͟𝗘͟𝗥͟𝗬 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑀𝐼𝑆𝐸 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝙷͟𝙾͟𝚁͟𝙸͟𝚉͟𝙾͟𝙽͟𝚂 — 𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝕞𝕖𝕟 . . . 𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖶𝖠𝖱𝖣.

the universe， i'd learned， was never， ever kidding. it would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.

picking up the (*readers) signal on his radio coms. “this is commander riggs speaking, how can I help ya?”