❝ trust them. I tell myself. they'll help you.❞
╰┈➤ on march 3, 1969 the united states navy established an elite school for the top one percent of its pilots.
its purpose was to teach the lost art of aerial combat and to ensure that the handful of m...
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after work the next day carole invites axis and i to a restaurant with her so she can get to know axis and talk to me a little more.
"so axis is it?" carole asks as we take a seat at a small table on the balcony of the restaurant, it's a quaint but pretty restaurant over looking the crashing waves beneath it.
axis chuckles "yeah that's me if you'd like to use my call sign that is"
"oh i'm used to using call signs goose is a stupid thing he doesn't like it when i use his real name very much so i'm stuck calling him that" carole says grinning as she fiddles with the cutlery on the pristine white and blue table cloth.
"really he doesn't?" axis asks shocked
"mav isn't that keen either" i cut in with a grin of my own brushing a strand of hair behind my ear
axis locks at me in bewilderment "well i'm glad my boyfriend isn't a pilot"
"oh you have a boyfriend as well do you?!" carole questions eagerly "what's the lucky guys name?"
"romeo" axis replies her blue eyes sparkling, she always loves talking about him.
"as in 'romeo, romeo where art thou romeo?'"carole responds with a small giggle
"oh don't even get me started on that, when i can't find him in his house i just call that out he hates it" axis remarks
"really? i think it's quite sweet, you could be juliet he could be romeo" carole says
"well my mom and dad were going to name me juliet but instead they named me cleo" axis mutters with a roll of her eyes "it could have been perfect a shakespearean love story, just hopefully without the death"
"i think cleo is a lovely name though" carole replies.
axis opens her mouth to give her gratitude to carole's compliment but is cut off by the waiter appearing by our table with a small notepad and pen.
"what can i get you ladies this evening for drinks?" he asks staring directly at me
"a bottle of the house wine for the table please" carole says clearly having pre-meditated this descion before hand, not that axis and i have a problem with it we occasionally like a few glasses of wine.
"of course" the waiter states as he scribbles it down on the note book and looks back to me again completely ignoring carole and axis "i'll be right back"
with that the waiter walks off but as he trudges away he keeps craning his head back to look at me, i cast a look to axis and carole once he disappears around the corner.
"what was that about? do i have something on me, the waiter kept staring at me" i comment rooting around my my handbag for a mirror
carole and axis study my face for a few moments before looking at my clothes on body.
