Today's OneWord: Collapse

"We've got to get out of here!" Arvey moaned as she pressed herself against the locked door. "Given the shoddy architecture of this place, I'm sure the roof could collapse at any moment!"

"Maybe the walls are even less sturdy," Quinoni said from the corner of their prison, a lopsided grin permeating through the smoke of her cigar. "Give me your pistol, Arv!"

Arvey fumbled for her firearm and tossed it to her companion, who lobbed five shots at the wall and laughed loudly as several chunks of it fell away as a result.