Carson stood over the 2 girls who had been huging each other, a tissue in his left nostril, and a large foam finger on his right hand. As the small man stepped over them he put the foam finger away, true carson was a foot taller but he still felt obligated. As he heard them talk about keeping one another, his mind went to dirty thoughts, causing the tissue to go dark red.

"so wait who won, the dog chick or the clingy girl?" he said looking around.
None of them had passed out, and both looked like they could still fight, so why did they stop. Carson began to wonder if it was a sparring match at all, maybe it some weird thing they do at the weapon academy. He noticed the large dog was gone and sighed, it looked so fluffy and fuzzy, he really wanted to pet it.