"Aghhhh...."
Alan let out a stifling groan, fueled purely by his boredom. There he lay, sitting on a bench made of ice in the middle of a military compound. The sun was bright, and for some god damn reason, he was not allowed to rest on the inside, where there was an air conditioner.
Apparently, the officers were ordered to not let any unauthorized personnel deeper into the compound. For a second, Alan wanted to smash the officer who stated that into the wall, but was stopped in time by Alexander and Olivia, as well as the rest of the Twilight members.
For some reason, the military was adamant on being stubborn as hell, despite being aware of his rank, and the mission he was assigned to by their direct superior. He didn't know why all the men in uniform in this compound had a stick up their ass... and he was really close to losing it.
"Just chill, They are probably afraid of you."
Alexander commented from the side, sitting on the ground, sharpening his twin swords.
