You try to calm yourself down, there had to be a way to fix this, maybe you could repair the gun, or get a new one. You first pick up your gun, looking it over, hopping it was just out of charge or something. It was not tge case, as there was a large crack running down the side of the gun, probably from when you hit the ground for cover, you reason. You quickly check the pink gun, and it was functioning phenomenally. Of cource it had to work out like that! You think angrily. You try to think of options of what to do next, but your current emotinal state made it hard to focus. It didn’t matter much, as you hear some noise outside the building. You carefuly stand up, and look out the window. It was a few women. You quickly duck down, but unfortunatley that mades a loud sound, and one of them looks your way. One of the women bark out some orders and then they start rushing towards your location. Thinking fast you hide the broken boy gun, arming yourself with the woman one. And not a second too late either, as the bust down the door right as you had done so. The women see you, and they lower their weapons.
“Its alright, we wont hurt you.” The leading one says as she gets closer. In your heightened emotional state and panic, you had your gun raised, and accidentally shoot at her.