by MillietheWarrior » 12/25/2016 5:39 AM
“Ah, hell. We ain’t bothered by you guys. Besides, if the girls didn’t want ya here, Sam would’ve flipped you over the table by now. So, ya know, congrats on still being alive and everything. I’m George Luz by the way. That’s Joe Toye, Bill Guarnere, Babe Heffron, and Eugene Roe.”
“I’m gonna go get some beer,” Toye grumbled, clearly not sharing George’s opinion on the Marines staying at their table. “Bill, come on. I could use a hand.”
Bill, who had been silent up until that point, pointedly rolled his eyes over towards Gene, who nodded subtly and shrugged, sliding in to sit behind Shelton and reaching forward to slide Sam’s food over to the end of the booth so she could sit next to him. He tried to ignore the look the Marine beside him was shooting him, and patted the booth for Sam to sit down.
I love adventurous tales like that. That uplifting feeling that comes from seeing unknown lands and the knowledge that you came across—nothing can replace it! It opens a path from which self-confidence, experience, and important friendships—from the sharing of life or death situations—are born! But hearing it just isn’t the same. I want to create my own magnificent story!
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