[Within the warehouse]
One of the guards making rounds at the warehouse approached his fellow watchdog, removing the firearm that was strapped across his chest to stand next to his … friend. He then fished out a cigarette, lit it and took a long drag, nearly burning out half of it, before he exhaled to the icy morning air. His… friend, looked at him, snatched the burning roll of tobacco and took a drag of his own, blowing the air out as well.
“Have you heard the rumors? ” Guard one asked, reaching out for another cig as his companion looked further into the horizon.
“Which rumors and about who? I may have heard or two, about your choice in bed mates. ” his companion answered. Reaching for the newly lit cigarette, earning a classic death glare.
“Well, those aren't rumors, I am talking a
