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Octavia
I don't know why they insisted on making my nocturnal ass do the morning shift. I find myself doing the mad dash out of my apartment every morning to get to my post.
"Why the FUCK is it so cold this morning?!"
I ran to my car and was greeted by the warm heat, due to me having a remote starter. This came through in the clutch this winter. After putting the car in drive, I drove 10 minutes to my post. I'm mad at myself for taking that extra 10 minutes under the covers instead of stopping to get myself something to eat. I can't stand those powdered eggs.
They taste like hell no.
I pulled into the parking spot and hurried in the building before Chief Kaepernick started his shit.
"Morris!"
I spoke too daggone soon. I turned around and met the guy who was so easy on the eyes, yet so hard on me particularly.
"Yes Chief?"
"Is there any reason as to why you are rolling in here an hour late after I asked you to come in this morning at 4am. After you are changed into your uniform, report to my office."
"Yes sir."
I turned to walk away and head toward the women's locker room and bathroom.
"Fuck!"
I muttered that to myself as I went into the bathroom.
"Damn, you're starting already Morris?" My fellow Airman, Desiree Wilken, said to me as she laced up her boots.
"Mannn, it's not even me. Kaepernick met my ass at the door talking about me being later than I was supposed to."
"I don't know what the hell is wrong with him."
"He doesn't even pick on you! Every day he's saying some slick shit to me and making remarks about my behavior." Octavia said as she laced up her boots and then stood up to slick her hair back into a ponytail.
