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A marked chill creeps through the air.
Chat goes silent.
My teammates start dropping left and right.
I can’t even see the bullets they’re flying so fast.
Only ones left are me and him.
Hear a noise.
Turn around.
He teleports behind me.
“Hey man you wanna smoke a joint?”
I nod and get up from his desk chair, having stared at the cs:go menu screen for a good five minutes while he went to take a ♥♥♥♥ or something.
We walk outside.
Begin to smoke.
Go back inside and sit down.
But who was bullets?
Please help guys I was scared then but now I really want to find out what it was.