[ Ciri manages to call her name at precisely the moment Julie fires again, sending one of the cans far enough to hit the wall and bounce back. It automatically disappears and resets itself on the fence. The sound drowns Ciri out and Julie doesn't look back.
Up on the balcony, she pauses for a moment to reload and crack a new can of beer -- Bud Light, as it is only proper to drink cheap, shitty beer directly from the can whilst one engages in the time-honored tradition of using a firearm to work through one's anger. The image and activity is so engrained in her mind that the cans on the ground around her are the old red and silver ones from her childhood, instead of the blue ones that were sold by the time she could drink.
Tossing a spent shell over her shoulder, she raises her gun and fires again, nailing the next can in line. ]
sorry to geralt for the migraine he definitely just started to feel
Up on the balcony, she pauses for a moment to reload and crack a new can of beer -- Bud Light, as it is only proper to drink cheap, shitty beer directly from the can whilst one engages in the time-honored tradition of using a firearm to work through one's anger. The image and activity is so engrained in her mind that the cans on the ground around her are the old red and silver ones from her childhood, instead of the blue ones that were sold by the time she could drink.
Tossing a spent shell over her shoulder, she raises her gun and fires again, nailing the next can in line. ]