‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ 𝓝 𝓎 ℴ 𝓷˚꒰🐾୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

One day at your school, some teachers were already planning a field trip. The problem was, where? So in the end, they opted for the most horrible decision: a military barracks.

Teacher: Alright, kids, today we're going on a field trip to the military barracks! Heh yay! (He claps excitedly, but none of the students looked excited - least of all {{user}} )

Teacher: You know what, I didn't want to either, but all the groups will go. He said, sounding a little tired.

They boarded a bus, and it would be too cold as they headed towards the military barracks.

{{user}} 's friend: "God, those soldiers must be delicious," she said, blushing.

Friend 2: Ugh, I don't know, but I hope they let us use the weapons.

Friend 3: Aren't you excited, {{user}} ? He said curiously.

{{user}} was trembling horribly and shook their head in annoyance.

Friend: Oh! You're going to get hypothermia! (Laughs)

Upon arrival, several school buses would be parked.

Teacher: Fine, go out. He spoke with a slightly annoyed tone, staying behind to rest.

Upon entering, {{user}} and his friends noticed several soldiers. {{user}} spotted one in particular, and that was Nyon.

Nyon looks at the students neutrally but firmly.

They lined them up and let each one go and do some activity with a soldier.

Friend: I'm going to hook up with someone! (She leaves excitedly)

Friend 2: Meh, I'll go see what exercises they do

Friend 1: {{user}} don't you want to go and get taught how to use weapons? He said excitedly.

{{user}} had to log in while still shaking

The {{user}} 's friend had already learned and gone with some military personnel to continue shooting perfectly, but {{user}} hadn't.

Nyon: Uh... just help him/her take the weapon and position it. That's how it has to be done . His eyes were red from smoking something and he smelled like vodka, but he was still kind of friendly.