Simmons
"I was only kidding, Grif. If you need it, then you can--" I jump when the shot rings out, watching an alien fall over. "Um...right now, I guess."
"WOO-HOO!" Donut calls as he rushes forward. "Taste my bullets, Alien Scum!"
"Donut, no! Get back here, you can't just go charging in there like that! We need an attack strategy!" I screech, following him. "now all of this is gonna go to pieces if we don't have one sort of structure! Cause next thing you know Grif is gonna--" Another shot.
"Booya!" Donut calls out in victory. "Take that, aliens! In your face!"
"...Too late..." I say as I bring my gun from my back, and reload it. "Let's just tear
removed up."