I decided to sleep with Tyler last night. Since we are together now it doesn't feel right not to. I turned to my right and stared at Tyler's sleeping face. Adorable. I smiled and stretched. I need some fresh air... After last night I need some time to think.  I carefully got up from Tyler's bed and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen. I wrote:

Dear Tyler,

                            I'm going for a walk around town. Don't worry I'll be back before noon. I love you and I'll see you soon sleepy head.

                                                             Sincerely,                                                                                                                                      

                                                                                   Craig    

I sighed and placed the paper on the place I was sleeping on. I grinned and cautiously left the base. Once I was outside I started out jogging. Well, maybe I'll try to find that gun shop that was around a 30 minute drive from my place. I'm pretty sure it's a 40 minute walk from here to the gun shop. What was it's name? It doesn't really matter... I just need to know where it is... Nothing more, nothing less. We didn't really find anything good yesterday. All we really found was food, water and some ammo for guns we don't have.  Maybe I can get something a little better than this pistol. I love it in all, but if I'm gonna survive in this hell hole I need a better gun. I'm also gonna need a better one for saving the people in that subway. I hope they're still alive. Maybe some of them escaped while I had the guards distracted! I hope so... After walking for why seemed like forever I managed to reach the gun shop. I looked up at the sign and mentally kicked myself. Damn Artillery! (I couldn't think of a name xD) I used to come here all the time and look around! How did I not remember?! Ugh, I feel so stupid. I groaned and enter the shop. I looked around in awe. No one has decided to loot this place yet! I smiled and walked around the counter. I grinned when I noticed a M16A3 resting on the top shelf. Unfortunately, you'd have to be a fucking giant to reach it. I looked around to see if there was any stools or chairs I could stand on. A random thought came to my head. A break room! I turned and noticed a door. How come I didn't see that earlier?!  I took a mental picture of where the M16A3 sat as I entered the hallway. There was names written on top of all the doors in the hallway. I walked past every door, reading their name plates one by one. Office. Supply Room, I better check that next. Break Room! I entered and saw a large table with chairs surrounding it. There was a refrigerator sitting next to a counter. The counter had a sink, microwave, and stove in/on it. There was also a bunch of napkins resting next to the microwave. Maybe we should make this our new base. All we need is sleeping bags to make this even better! I smiled as I grabbed the chair closest to me. It was like a computer chair so this is gonna be a pain in the ass, but it will all be worth it. I went to grab the chair and felt a sudden pain shoot through my leg. I screamed and dropped to my knees. I looked down at my leg and realized it was bleeding. Did it reopen?! Ugh, that's just my luck. I find something good and then this happens. I carefully got up and grabbed the chair. I dragged it to the spot where the M16A3 was and looked up. The gun is gone?! I swear it was right here?! Wait... That means... My face went pale. I shakily inched my hand towards my pistol. "One wrong move and I'll blow your brains out." A man warned behind me. I froze. A pain shot through my leg again and I squeaked in pain, trying not to scream. "Turn around slowly!" The man ordered. I slowly limped around so I could see him. He was chewing on an unlit cigar. He looks familiar... He kinda looks like my old friend, Lui. Damn, I miss him. I haven't seen him in eight years... "You look familiar... What's your name?!" The man shouted. "C-Craig..." I stuttered. He lowered his gun. "Craig Thompson?" He asked. My expression changed from scared shitless to surprised. "Yeah..." I said. The man dropped his gun and hugged me. "Eight years..." He muttered. "Lui?!" I yelled as I hugged back. He looked down at my leg. His eyes widened. Looks like he didn't notice it before. "Dude, what happened to your leg?!" He questioned. I rubbed the back of my neck. "A building..." I stated. He rolled his eyes. "At least your personality hasn't changed... You're still a stupid little shit." Lui said with a laugh. "I'm not stupid, I'm just not smart..." I mumbled. He laughed. "Wow!" Lui stated. "It's not my fault!" I replied in defense. "Sure it's not!" Lui exclaimed. I pouted and he laughed. "So do you need a place to stay?" Lui asked. "Nah dude, I've got to get back to my friends and my boyf-" I answered before catching myself. I grin grew on his face. "Crrrrraaaaiiiggggg." Lui said playfully. "No." I said back. "Who is it?!" He yelled. "No! You can politely go fuck yourself!" I shouted. Lui giggled. "Awwww, c'mon! I wanna know who it is!" Lui whined in his squeaky voice. I cackled. "I forgot you could do that!"  I said between laughs. Lui giggled. "Okay, okay... I'll tell you later." I stated, giving in to Lui. "Dude, you should come with me to my base! My friends would love you!" I suggested. "Sure! I've been moving around a lot, it would be nice to settle down." Lui said with a smile as we walked out the door. It looks like it's a little past noon. Tyler is gonna kill me.