[color=598527][b]"I..." [/b][/color]Carter was dumbfounded. Cigarettes? Condoms? What the ever loving fuck was going on? [color=598527][b]"Ok, ok. First off, Language. Please. For the love of god."[/b][/color] Being raised among the military, Carter knew a couple things about a few swears here and there, but all of that was put away when he was around his parents. Even now he still tried not to curse in front of people, despite the fact that it was all too easy to slip into that sort of language. [color=598527][b]"We need to find out what's going on. Smoke if you want, but nobody's using those condoms. We don't have time for that."[/b][/color] Maybe it was something inside Carter that was naturally against the thought of sex. Maybe it was his own previous experiences that lead him to being somewhat adverse to it.

Some of these people looked around his age, some looked a little younger, and some looked really young. Carter didn't want to make any parents mad or see any judges, so it was best to try and keep things as clean as possible. Just for the sake of safety. He looked to each of them, moving his hands around to offer them a chance to speak. He certainly didn't have and ideas on where to start, but maybe one of them was a boy scout or something.[color=598527][b]"Ideas, anyone?"[/b][/color]