Mhm. Tell that to the crick in my neck and the lump on my head that's sure to follow.
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"Hey, I've gone through hell and back to get him. Something I doubt you'd want to do."
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Well, I have of sorts I suppose. Just didn't make it through with anybody. [b]He downs his drink again, and just contentedly stares at the ceiling, occasionally slowly blinking.[/b]
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"You OK man?" He says laughing, waving his hand over your face
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Hm? Yeah, just thinking. Whiskey does that to me. I'd say I'd like another, which I do, but I don't think I'd be able to walk out of here.
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"Probably should get some shuteye anyways."
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I suppose so. Do I bunk with others, or by myself? [b]He stretches, and scratches the back of his head[/b]
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"It's everyone. Just find an empty bunk."
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Don't suppose you know where I could find a room for myself?
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"Do storage closets count?" He says laughing
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I've slept in worse.
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"Then take your pick. There's a few of them."
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Somewhere a good distance from anyone else. I don't wanna disturb anybody. [b]He says all of this with a slight slur[/b]
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"Trust me, with the shit that's happened here, you'll blend right in."
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That's not what I meant. I'm not exactly a, "sound sleeper."
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"What? Night terrors? Sleep walking. I've worked with a guy who slept with a full auto PDW in his hands."
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Night terrors. I tend to wake up. Usually it only affects me, but occasionally there's screaming or something similar. [b]He looks down in shame[/b]
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"Hey dude, it's OK. We've all got our flaws. I've seen soldiers with drinking problems, drug addicted medics, all of it."
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Thanks. I'd still rather just sleep alone, if that's fine with you.
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"No problem. And dude, if there's a problem, it's command you have to take it up with. That doesn't classify as a problem though."
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[b]He sighs[/b] Alright.