he showed up to at the base of the tower sniper on his back and sword dripping blood
"Heh, what's the matter? Scared to even admit that you like Anna?"
he pulled out his gun "SHUT UP."
"Jesus dude- Calm down, i'm joking!" 
She'd sip her bloodbag "someones getting slower, getting old?" She chuckles mostly joking about how much faster she is, not like she isnt a different species of undead
"I feel like something's not right. Hmm."
"unlike you i had to fight for every inch of ground they also really really hate me"
"Okay, Lance. Put the gun down and we'll forget all this have happened- Yeah?-"
"good."
"Fair enough" she smirkes "what now?"
"dietz nuts-"
"WOT-"
He put the gun away
"well then why don't we introduce our new pal to our weapons" and to that he punches the massive doors off their hinges
For some reason, Matt can't get up from the floor. "What the hell?- Lance, did you glue me to the floor again?!" 
He laughed
"LANCE, YOU SON OF A BI-" 
"Nice one!" She giggles (how do they know each other ny the way-)
He took out his gun
"Ay bro watch yo tone."
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