Jack struggled against the guy.
OUT OF GAME: Hey, shoot at me towards my left side upper torso.
OUT OF GAME: Can edit your post and make it the front of me? You'll see.
Jack fell to the floor.
"Son of a--...... that hurt."
Jack looked at where the bullet had went.
"Dang it! My cigarettes got hit again! Seriously? It's getting annoying."
Jack walked off, pissed, back to the house.