Attack Her

You sigh, reaching for the hem of your t-shirt. When she looks away for a brief moment you lunge forward, your fist sailing for her jaw.

The brunette quickly sidesteps your attempt at an ambush and you go crashing into the sink. You shrug off the pain and surge to your feet. It is only then that you register the gun pointed at your chest.

"Say goodnight, Ivan." she growls. Before you have a chance to protest a loud crack reverberates in the kitchen and you are thrown to the ground. You briefly register that you've been shot before all grows dim.