"Oi, double-0-nothing, we're getting pizza and considering we ain't tryna starve you, do you want anything?" Wolf growled at the fourteen year old boy who had been placed in his unit for two weeks training.
"Yeah." Alex replied quietly, slightly intimidated by the older man.
"Okay, we're getting pepperoni. If you don't like it, you are either not eating or you can find your own food." He replied before walking back to the rest of his unit.
"Thanks for that absolutely delightful attitude towards me, Wolf." Cub muttered under his breath, tired of the soldiers attitude towards him.
