EXCEPTION
But then, there's still a part of me that can't help but feel anxious about what will happen after tonight.
My thoughts were brought to a halt when Courtney pulled out a lighter and held it towards the cigarette dangling between his fingers.
Wait!
A cigarette bomb!
Without hesitation, he threw the smoke grenade in our direction with such precision and accuracy that it hit exactly where it needed to be. A blast rippled through the ground, and it was then followed by screams that only seemed amplified because of the explosion. The smell of gunpowder hung in the air, and smoke filled my lungs from where the explosion had been. Courtney quickly pulled me toward the stack of crates until we stumb