[ it's not that she's trying to be aggressive here, but she definitely somehow missed whatever noise he was making when she first came in and now there is very obviously someone else in this abandoned diner and she doesn't know what the power dynamics here are supposed to be.
still - by the time he holds up his hands, coffee bags dangling between his fingers, karen's brow furrows. he's stealing... coffee?
she can't exactly fault him for it. from what she's gathered of this place and its resources, anything and everything is up for grabs. but she doesn't know how she feels about... this. about any of it. ]
Do I look like a cop? [ she asks, incredulous, because to her eye, she couldn't be the furthest thing from. half the work she's done has been exposing cops, mostly corrupted. still, she does lower the barrel of her gun - making it obvious she's not really looking to shoot anyone. ]
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still - by the time he holds up his hands, coffee bags dangling between his fingers, karen's brow furrows. he's stealing... coffee?
she can't exactly fault him for it. from what she's gathered of this place and its resources, anything and everything is up for grabs. but she doesn't know how she feels about... this. about any of it. ]
Do I look like a cop? [ she asks, incredulous, because to her eye, she couldn't be the furthest thing from. half the work she's done has been exposing cops, mostly corrupted. still, she does lower the barrel of her gun - making it obvious she's not really looking to shoot anyone. ]
What are you doing?