Training and... showering partner?!

As soon as we walked inside the compound, Allan was looking at us like a hound, staring hungrily at the new gear we were wearing. I have the riot shield and the helmet on me with the huge-ass range bag while Kaley was wearing the rest of the riot gear we managed to uncover.

He even started sniffing around, like one of those dogs in the US-Mexico border, looking for hidden contraband.

"Dude… I smell something fishy… really~ fishy… it stinks to high heaven but I want to get my hands on it..."

"Yeah? You know, your nose is close to your mouth… that might be the reason? Want some mint? I found some on th—"

Allan snapped comically, "Dude! Just tell me! You found guns, right?!"

"Hah! Yep!"

"Sweet! Can I have one?!"

"You seriously have no idea that what you have is one of the best out there. It has the fun switch too, they're mostly illegal in some places."

"Haaa? I don't understand."