Hey... Name's Octane... F/N Octane...
As a young boy, I've always wanted to be a Huntsman because I want to fight crime and monsters and save the world. Unfortunately, I kept getting discouraged and harassed by my so called 'friends'. I tried to te...
Our new LAV-25 infantry fighting vehicles are bloody awesome; I mean they can carry six extra troops for any SWAT situations. Granted we only have five units, but I think it's enough for us to utilize. However, the Chief can ask for more vehicle just in case. Anyway, my partner and I at a barbershop, so I can get my haircut. Turns out that my slightly curly hair doesn't get along with my headgear. As I'm getting my haircut, May sits by the front entrance while petting Gunny's head. Some small children swarm around my Cane Corso. wanting to pet my dog. May chuckles then lets the little kiddies touch the dog.
Barber (Cutting): Heh, it seems like your dog is receiving a ton of attention.
Me: Yeah, you can't miss a 105 lbs police dog at the entrance.
Barber (Cutting): Oh yeah. *Combs* Alright...
Me: Done sir?
Barber: Yes Officer. *Uses hairdryer before taking off the cape* Alright! Have a look at the new you!
The man turns me around, and I look into the mirror to see my new appearance.
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Me: Dang, great job! *Combs hair with my fingers* You did very well. Heh, I look like Thermite from R6. *Looks at the barber* Great job!
Barber: Thank you, sir!
Me: You're welcome. *Sighs* Gosh, I look so old, but I'm only 24 right now.
Barber: Well, your job is pretty stressful so expect it.
Me: Mmhm. *Hands him 25 Lien* Keep the change, sir. *Starts walking away* Let's go, guys!
Barber: Thank you. *Waves at us* Have a nice day!
Me: *Opens door* You too!
May: C'mon, Gunny!
Gunny: Bark! *Starts following us* Bark! Bark!
Little girl: Bye-bye, Mister and Miss Police!
May: *Smiles* Bye~!
We exit the barbershop then approach my police truck; I unlock the doors and we hop in. The two of us put our seat belts on, then I step onto the brake pedal before pressing the starting button.
I put on my shades and cap before reversing the truck and driving on the open road. As I drink my coffee and drive, May grabs the laptop then starts looking through files and other stuff. Unexpectedly, some asshole in a red 2010 BMW 328i drives in front of me then brake checks me. I slam on the brakes then honk the train horn at the vehicle.
