I’ve decided that I would like to shove Commander Asshat’s baton up his ass.
My ribs still ache because it’s been a hot twelve hours since I was shot, but at least the bones have healed for the most part.
Exhaustion has laced itself in my DNA at this point. After Ghost and I made it back to the academy, I showered, and then he did, but it felt like the moment I finally got around to closing my eyes, the commander was banging his stupid baton against the metal bars of our bunks.
“Do you think he’s trying to kill us?” Gunner whispered, scrunching his nose as we followed him to the indoor training arena.
I shrugged, “At this point, I might let him.”
Viper gasped, “Reaper! You can’t say things like that. All life is precious. Even yours,” she offered a bright smile.
I think she’s th
