>>25198555>"Let's go rob a bank, Anon!">You quickly pull Sunset into the relative privacy of your run-down studio apartment."Goddamit Sunset, don't pull out your slavshit in the middle of the fucking street. Please don't tell me you walked here with that slung on your shoulder. Also, we are trying to keep this whole "get rich doing stupid shit" thing on the down low. I thought you were going to be reliable for this kind of work, girl!"
>Sunset looked visibly shaken by your scolding, and finds the creaky floorboards of your domicile to be more interesting than your eyes."Look, I like the amount of zeal you are putting into this operation, I really like your attitude. But can you just, for my sake at least, tone it down a bit? Don't get me wrong, this is the sort of thing to get hyped about, just don't be so... so..."
>"Obvious?""Took the words out of my mouth, girl. So you picking up what I'm putting down? You feel me Sunset Shimmer?"
>"Yeah" Sunset says with a small, tight lipped smile, "I feel you, Anon. I promise I won't let you down!">You look her in the eye as she says it, and she doesn't lose your eye contact this time. >Flashing her a grin, you wrap your arms around her shoulders, your foot aching as Sunset accidentally drops her rifle in surprise.>Ending the impromptu bonding moment, you catch a faint blush coloring her cheeks."Now let me take a look at that baby killing machine you got there."
>She gingerly places the rifle in your hands for inspection.>Its a pretty generic civie SKS, chambered in 7.62 and all wood furniture. The only aftermarket parts seemed to be a rail adapter and a cheap 4x optic. Looks as it had never been cleaned properly.>It would do just fine for overwatch. 
