Sunny's shitty apartment (its underground...)

i pulled one of the pins of the gernades and threw it in front of her door

(she lives underground)
I hear something explode

i watched the explosion and some of the insaneness kicked in
" that looked like a big taco essplosion"

I roll my eyes

i lied down on the grass wiping the black hair away from my green eyes, then i rolled down the hill i might have been 27 but its fun to be a child, especialy ones whos [parents have been murdered

I re-lock my door and turn on the radio

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

Random place underground...I tried opening the door, but it was locked? I started pounding on it..hard! Very Happy

I look out the peephole thing. It was girl. She didn't Look like an enemy, but what the hell. "Name? Business?"

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

"Hannah..or Explosive Airwaives. And I need somewhere to stay tonight!" O.o

"Can I trust you?" I ask

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

I nodded. "I'm not a fucking killer. Yes you can trust me."

I open the door, the visor of my helmet over my eyes.

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

O.o "Hi!"

"Weapons on the table," I command, pointing at the wooden crate that substituted for a table

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

"What if I don't wanna put 'em there?!"

I grab two rayguns randomly. "Well then..."

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

I took my knives out of my belt and put them on the table...

"Good girl," I smile

Age : 27 Location : My couchhh!!! :P

I kicked the ground.

"you don't exactly look like the kind of person who'd be living this kind of life... What's your defect?" I ask

I ended up by a door when I woke up. "What the fuck!" I shouted loudly outside the door. "How the hell did I end up here?" I said to myself.

I carefully open the door, closing it after i walk in. As usual, I check every room thoroughly with a raygun before locking it and setting the guns on the table

I pulled my rifle out when I got to the door, not really making any effort to be quiet.

Hearing something, I grab my yellow raygun. The one that actually meant something

i tried the door. Locked, of course. What was that old custom? Something I forgot a while ago . .something you do before you break down a door. .