Hidden Away
"Is it though?"
Instantly her brother looked down at the gun in concern, Serafina stifling a laugh behind her hand as he glared at her.
"Got you to look, didn't I,"
"Bitch,"
"Jackass,"
Smirking at him, the twins bounded down the stairs, her brother ahead of her, until he jumped down onto the last landing and led her towards a door in the wall. A flight of stairs led them into the basement where they crossed numerous doors housing various facilities behind them before they arrived at their current destination: the shooting range.