@redhotrunner
Sarge was sitting in the armory after battle, cleaning and maintaining his weapons. He hoped if he took his time, the locker room would empty out and he could shower in peace and solitude. He couldn’t exactly get undressed in front of the team, but he couldn’t just not shower either.
As he put his shotgun back together, he noticed he wasn’t alone. “...Oh God, it’s you. Don’t you have someplace to be?”














