FINALLY. I get to start writing the last few parts for this movie. ROFL. Like what, 3 months late? I'll start working on it tonight and hopefully have it up in the next few weeks or days . . . - - - - "Well, it's nice to know that you find my misery funny," Nick gawks sarcastically, sitting up and moving his face into the palms of his hands. Puck sighs and takes a seat down in the bed across from Nick, "let's say . . . I talk to Alex about the phone call thing. He's like Sergeant Gomez's little rat. I'm pretty sure there's some way I'll be able to weasel in a quick phone call for you," he explains. Nick's eyes move up from his hands, "and if you get caught?" he inquires. Puck sucks in a breath, blowing out his cheeks a second later, "well, let's say I'll be the first person to rearrange that pretty little face of yours," he jokes before bringing his fist to Nick's bicep, "come on. This is our last night just hanging out before we have to move out and get flown into the camp in Iraq . . ." he voice drops a bit at the last part. "Yeah," Nick sighs, "I know . . . give me a few minutes? I'll meet you and the other guys out there," he says. "Alright," Puck shrugs, "we'll have a drink out for you whenever you come out." He tells him and stands up, walking out of the room. Nick rubs a hand through his messy tendrils, tugging at them a bit as he sucks in a breath before standing up and walking out the room, "hey guys," he greets as he takes a seat on one of the stools, picking up ...
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