Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

It was pointless...

The stall owner pocketed the big bill and, with a grin, handed the gun to Connor.

Connor took the gun, barely paying attention, and fired a shot.

Then...

He missed.

He was stunned.

Flora was too, but then she burst out laughing.

The founder of Empire Base, missing a shot at a carnival booth-it was beyond embarrassing.

Connor's eyes narrowed as he scrutinized the gun. Something was definitely off.

Without a word, he fired again, this time nailing the balloon dead center!

The stall owner kept smiling.

With a 'bang,' another hit!

The stall owner's smile persisted.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of shots rang out, each one hitting its target flawlessly.

The stall owner's grin started to waver.

aiming before

yet, every single one

shifted from

"Another round."

back, signaling for another loaded

owner broke into

Flora wasn't kidding

half of the hundred-dollar bill gone, his

give you your money back, and you can pick anything you like from my booth? On the house. Just, please,

still remembered missing

in front

It was humiliating.

intense gaze, the stall owner shivered. He glanced at Flora and a lightbulb went

it's no fun playing alone. Why not let your girlfriend have a

not my girlfriend;

Connor corrected him seriously.

stall owner laughed

I just know if you keep shooting, I'll

good, but there's no way the girl with you is that good too,

the stall owner's pleading eyes, Flora

fired a

Bullseye!

stall owner's

around Connor and the other holding the gun, Flora looked completely relaxed. Yet, every shot was dead

was on the

seriously

messed with

about to break down, Flora handed back the gun. Her eyes scanned the prizes until they landed on a pair of keychains. The keychains were a

keychain, please? The rest,