For the most part I had the weekend off. Had to patrol Saturday and Sunday, but other than that I was free to spend the weekend in town. So I went and picked Summer up after she was done at school, and did what any guy would do when the subject came up. I took her off to Vegas, breaking God knows how many regs, and married her. Holy fuck, I
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*sees Private St.James come in and stand at attention in front of the desk*
At ease, Private. Take a seat.
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*takes a seat*
Captain Morgann? Permission to speak freely sir?
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Something tell me I ain't gonna like this conversation.
*nods at him*
Permission granted. Out with is St. James.
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Sir, I need to inquire about married housing. Is there any availble now?
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*thinks about what he said*
You had your reasons? Would those be that you got her pregnant?
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No. Why does everyone keep asking that. They're other reasons people get married these days.
*realizes what he said*
I mean, no Sir!. Summer is not pregnant.
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You gonna enlighten me on what they were? Cause right now you ain't giving me any reason not to throw you in the brig, boy.
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You know more than anybody that stuff gets bad here. Theres always a good chance that someone of us wont make it. Or anyday we can get called up for the show. If that happens, or something happens to me. She wont even get an explaination, unless my parent tell her.
*shrugs*
This way, she'll know. Or if I have to go someplace else, not in a war zone of course, she can come with.
Plus, I love her.
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