Dane sighed, walking on his treadmill while watching some South Park. After finding and hunting down those vampire pack, it was nice to finally come home and relax.He sighed wondering where his new sword will arrive. The delivery tracker online said it will come today, but he usually don't trust those things. Being a mercenary meant having top of the line weapons, especially swords. Sure people would lean to guns nowadays, but he felt swords are more...personal. Speaking of personal, Dane felt like he has been so busy with work that he doesn't have enough time for finding company, let alone a partner. He felt so alone sometimes.