Donut
I shrug. "We pretty much shoot at you guys, stand around, talk, do nothing, and eat. What we always do. " I smile. "Except that one time Sarge and I talked about our houses back home, where we came from, recipes...anything that cross our minds really. But boy...is he a talker!" I laugh, walking over to Church. "Sure! Let's go."
Church
"Save it." I sigh as I pull the covers up over my ears. "I just want to sleep until the attack tonight." I snort. "Of course, I know that. It just...it gets under my skin and I don't know why." I roll over to her and stare at her, hair in shambles, as if I just slept for a week. "I'm glad I made you laugh." I reply coldly as I roll back over.
Simmons
"I don't know, Sir." I begin as I look around. "Grif and I were up on the roof spying like you told us. And we saw a pink blob running across the field to the Blues." I sigh. "As much as I hate to admit it, Sir, I think he's been captured."







