The vending machine made a load bleep noise as the secruity guard stood up in shock, he turned round and saw he'd cracked the glass when he'd leaned on it, and know the damn thing woudnlt shut up, Chris, just a normal secruity guard in black Mesa, But could be spotted from a mile away if you was walking down a corridoor, he never wore a helmet, and wore short sleeves instead of long, He was more easier to make out then all the "Barneys" as he called the other guards, they all looked the same, it surpirsed him they even could tell themselvs apart form the others.
He looked back at the bleeping thing and he sighed, "Shut up ya little shit" and thumped the thing, this only made all the glass smash and made the thing bleep loader, he felt himself go red, a fat secruity guard looked up to him and tutted, Chris turned round and said "Otis, make it shut up.", "What was you tryna do, steal the dortios again..? cause remember what happened last time, you got your hand stuck an.." "All right.." Chris Muttered, it brought back bad memroys, he still had scars up his arm from it.
After Otis made the thing stop bleeping he walked up to the same window where he could see a man in a orange suit thing, climbing on top of a ladder, "He looks like a right prat.." he muttered and walked back over to the vending machine, he was about to lean against it against, the Glare from Otis who was just walking out the room made him think twice, He sighed, Leaned against the wall, and soon nodded off.