"Thanks, but I kind of want to look around myself right now" you tell Kim, she nods "ok I'll come find you when dinner's ready" she says. You nod and follow her down the stairs to the first floor to look for your favorite room: the garage. You turn the corner and almost bump into another anthro, you look and see this anthro was a male wolf, he had gray and black fur, and he had a muscular build similar to yours. He was wearing a green t-shirt, and what looked like running pants, "oh hey, you must be Paul" he says holding out his hand, you shake his hand, "yep and you are....?" you ask, "Zak" he says.
"You look a little lost" he says, "eh just exploring" you tell him, "let me guess, you're looking for the garage" he says, "how'd you guess" you ask. "I can smell the car oil on your clothing, so I assumed your a car guy" he says, "but I don't have oil on my clothes now" you say, "I can still smell small amounts" he says. "Any ways, can you point me in the direction of the garage?" you ask, "actually Sasha was headed that way any ways" he says, he turn around and shouts down one of the hallway. "Hey Sasha!" he yells, "yo?" you hear a female voice respond, "come here" he says.
You hear someone walking down the hallway toward you and Zak, around the corner walks another wolf with dark gray fur, she had on clothing similar to you, baggy cargo pants, tan combat boots and a black shirt. She, like everyone so far, also recognizes you, " you must be Paul" she says, "and you must be Sasha" you say holding out your hand. "I figured since you might be heading to the garage you could show him the way" says Zak. "sure, come on" says Sasha, you follow Sasha who leads you down a flight of stairs and into another hallway, "in here" she says opening a door.
Inside was one long row of different types of cars on one end of the room and on the other end were rows of tools, lifts, air compressers, and a small kitchenette in the far corner of the room. "So I hear you were in the military?" Sasha asks, "yep got out about a six months ago" you say, "here you uncle had something for you" says Sasha changing the subject, she leads you to the car on the far end of the row, it had a dust cover pulled over it, "he told us it was for you and not to touch it" she adds. You pull off the over an reveal a black 1973 Plymouth Hemi Barracuda, you run your hand over it, "wow thats a nice car" says Sasha as she walks over to the passenger side. "Want to take it for a spin?" she asks with a smile on her face........
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