𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘄𝗮𝗿, no one is searching for love. especially those who would rather have one night stands, and those that are too busy trying to prove their worth.
𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝟭𝟬𝟬𝘁𝗵 𝗳𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗴𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗽, nicknamed the bloody 100t...
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SEEING MAJOR JOHN EGAN DRUNK BEGAN TO become a normal sighting for Marilyn, only this time he was singing. She shook her head, laughing as he sung off pitch to Blue Skies, she swore her ears started bleeding. His eyes staring directly into hers as he sung, Marilyn smiled at him. Not knowing she would soon be dancing with him.
As he continued to sing, he stretched out his hand as he made his way to Marilyn. The commanding officer of the squadron was looking in disbelief at Bucky. Not because he had managed to get Marilyn to dance, but because of his horrid vocals.
Marilyn took his hand, allowing herself to be wrapped into a dance. She had convinced herself they were just friends, still not appreciating his teenage attitude. Bucky realized this and started to cut it short, but there were times where he couldn't help himself.
She thought back to today's earlier mission. Thankfully, her bird wasn't too damaged. They successfully managed to drop bombs and destroy the target. She watched as Biddick had to take down his plane, being escorted by Bucky and his crew.
