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Tue 10th Nov 2020 06:47

Too many little fires

by Rani Rao

I can't help but feel like I'm in over my head. It wasn't my call to go to that fucking party, but I feel like I should have been able to make more of a difference, instead of just getting blown up. Goddamn gangbangers and their high-end tech.
I'm really trying to forgive Disruptr, but it's hard. What was she thinking? There was literally no reason to go there, and now we may have made the enemies list for two more gangs, the most powerful in the city. It all feels like so much right now, like it detracts from the purpose of this group.
Maybe I'm not as ready as I thought I was. Maybe I need more training, more work. Maybe this whole thing is too much to take on - wait, scratch that. I don't care if it is. I'm going to recommit to my training this week. Going to hit the gym, make Rang proud. I'm not going to get in over my head like that again.
I hope I wasn't being naive in trusting Colt's dad, if that was even him. It has to be - I looked into his eyes, and I saw it. There is no mistaking that kind of guilt and regret. I'm going to tell him, but I'll be watching to make sure he's OK.
It's all under control. I'll show them. Everything is going to be fine.