A flute?” Melody asked.“Japanese Bamboo Flute,” I answered. “There’s a few cuts of new age flute music, too. I wanted something we could all...hear and that wouldn’t sound out of place here.”“I expected you to put on your headset,” Lissa said. “Are you going to be able to work without closing everything out?”“It’s something I discovered when I drew Allie,” I said as I ripped through a couple of warmup sketches. “She wanted to hear the music, too, and it affected the way she posed.”“I’ll say,”. I like all of them and in any size. I use to work in a partially filled office building for the company that owned the building. I was in charge of the facilities as well as other company properties. So I was in and out of the office at irregular times. One day I arrived at the office after lunchtime. As I walked through the parking lot I saw one of my co workers Trish bent over while sitting in her car. I thought something was wrong so i approached her car and as i got closer she looked up and. A week later I had forgotten about the agreement as I walked up my driveway into my home. I turned my doorknob and for some reason it was unlocked.I walked into my living room“ What the fuck “ I yelled as I saw a stranger on my couch.“ You must be Presssston “ the medium height, frail stranger said with a smile.“ Who the fuck are you? “ I demanded.“ Ashton, Julie’s friend. I thought she’d text you and let you know I was here. She ran to your favorite wing place to surprise you. Surprised you. There were six guns, all in all, from a .22 target rifle to a monsterous .458 caliber elephant gun. No pistols, only rifles. And ammo, all kinds of ammo. Old looking stuff, in crumbling boxes, but ammo out the wazoo. Shit, Clipper thought. How are we gonna carry all this crap? Shit.In the end, they put the .22, the elephant gun and one other gun back in the hole, and replaced the lid as best they could, attempting to keep it hidden. They’d come back through here and get them eventually.Dylan.