TGV - The Green Virus
“Four fully loaded magazine, two stacks of shotgun bullets and few sidearm bullets”
I stare at the rifle next to the shotgun on the table, deciding which one to pick. “Rifle or shotgun?”
“None” Mel says as she points to the double barrel hanged on the wall, probably it belongs to the old man who lived here. She walks to the corner to get the gun. “Reminds me of old days with grandpa, I'll love to test one of those,” she says.
Mel placed it on the table before heading to the couch for the ammo, like she knew where it was, she lifted the couch and laugh,”These old men are the same,” she said as she shoves the pack of ammunition into her pocket.
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