Levon, with the AK-47 held low, moved down the hallway sneakily, making his way towards the bedroom with the voices coming from it that he’d heard downstairs. Having reached the door where the voices were clearly coming from, Levon hoisted up his AK. He took a step back from the door, took a deep breath and then kicked it open. As soon as the door flew inward, he rushed in, AK up ready to fire. He lowered his AK once he saw there wasn’t anyone inside of the bedroom. Turning around, he saw a home video playing on the flat-screen. It was a birthday party for Moochie and Fonzell. Fonzell was wearing a party hat and singing You’re just too good to be true to her as she cried happily.
Blatatatatatat!
An angry Levon blasted on the television and sent sparks and fire flying everywhere. He then
