Fighting back your tears, you know you cannot take this much longer; however, in your present condition, trying to grab the gun from your sister would be pointless and futile.
"Go get me a drink." Your sister says, lifting her feet off your back. "How about that soda you were saving." Quietly, you obeyed and ran to the kitchen and grabbed the soda. Walking back, you noticed your sister was going through the channels, obviously getting bored with it.
"Here you go." You say as you walk towards her. Seeing probably your best opportunity to grab the remote, you crack open the drink and toss it at her as you lunge for the gun sitting at her side.
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