[ She startles him a little when she lands beside him, though it thankfully does nothing to affect his aim. The last blob on his side of the street explodes in a wet splash, coating a mailbox and a patch of sidewalk.
He doesn't envy whoever has to clean all this junk up. ]
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He doesn't envy whoever has to clean all this junk up. ]
I know, I know.
Maybe a raincheck, then?