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“guess it’s time to hand in my uniform, and look for a new job.” chicago looked at the newspaper looking at the job listings in new york as he sighed softly knowing he had to find a new place to work so he could provide for his siblings.

           being home was great. chicago hasn’t been home in months due to him getting stationed to new york once he got back from deployment. although now, his plans changed. he now found his own place, off base to live with his two younger siblings, mainly because there is no room at chloe’s to take at least chase in, and it’s for the best if chicago had the two youngest at his place. there were nerves kicking in for sure because he had to tell his parents that he got kicked out of the army for having drugs in his system. oh what a joy that was going to be, ‘hey mom and dad guess what i got kicked out of the army because your oldest daughter here put weed in these brownies and somehow forgot to tell me’. of course that’ not exactly how he’d say it. while he was grabbing luggage outside, he noticed that chloe was already here. with a roll of his eyes, he grabbed his and charlie’s bag as chloe tried to help him, by grabbing chase’s bag. hearing her question, he said nothing. right now, he wasn’t in the mood to talk to his sister. just knowing that in a good short hours, their parents would know about the incident and would have to explain what happened. walking inside, he smiled greeting his parents one by one, and placed the bags down before going off to talk with his dad, as they always did when they caught up.

            growing up chicago was always fond of the military. he was definitely a fan of those army movies growing up, especially pearl harbor, once he was old enough to understand what was going on. that was when he knew he wanted to serve the country and join the army. he had decided to join the military after graduating high school and was set on doing so. now that all that was over, he had no idea what he was going to do with his life. a sigh is released as he takes another swig of his drink while he listens to his sister. his head turns to face her at her comment about there being weed in the brownies and made a face at her. “doesn’t sound like a beca thing. are you sure you and charlie didn’t make these together?” sure blame the younger sibling with your twin. a hand is brought to the back of his neck, giving it a slight rub before speaking, “yeah, they kicked me out. and i don’t think that going back onto base to the office and apologizing to them is going to get me back in. ‘yeah hi, i just wanted to apologize for having weed in my system, please let me back in the army, i promise i won’t do it again.” great sarcasm, chicago, let’s be nice to your sister, yeah?

chicago: the army's pretty the same and we gotta keep everything clean and in order, i think you're good on that part.

chicago: really i don't mind, i do have a spare room.

chicago: oh that's not good, i have an extra room if you wanna stay at my place.

chicago: nah haha i'm only messing. i'm down to do anything though.

chicago: oh yeah you know, love me some knitting. lol

chicago: i'm good, just chillin, you busy today? i was thinking we could maybe hang out? or something.

chicago: hey it's chicago from the bar the other night.

“i mean hey, i didn’t hear much about her having any siblings to be honest.” he admitted and chuckled softly and rubbed the back of his head a little. he soon nodded his head a little at the mention of him not being a member of the family anymore, but more so the black sheep of the family. “oh -- i’m sorry to hear that?” he was exactly sure what to do or what to say about that, but he also didn’t want to pry asking what had happened. it wasn’t really his business to ask what happened to him and his family so he decided not to bring it up. i mean he did look a bit like aubrey, just more outgoing? what are you doing chicago? are you checking out your ex girlfriend’s brother? “not sure if that’s a compliment or--..”

           chicago sighed softly and sipped the last bit of beer in the bottle and placed it down onto the counter. he glanced over at his twin sister and eyed her as he released a soft sigh again. there was no way he could stay mad at chloe, not when she always used those big blue puppy dog eyes on him or any of his family members for that matter. at her question, he released a dry chuckle, “did you do something wrong..” he started off and shook his head a little and took another swig of the other beer that was handed to him. another dry chuckle is heard from him before setting the bottle back down. “please, that never happens.” he assured her then looked down then over at her. “when were you going to tell me that there was weed in those brownies?” he questioned and kept his gaze on his sister. “on base, we had a random drug test out of the blue, and what did they happen to find in my system? weed, which got me kicked out of the army. so thank you, chloe.” 

         it was hard to be mad at chloe. being her twin brother, they were always close, even growing up they were close. of course, he can’t stay mad at her long since it already happened and there was no way he could get back into the army. he watched as the bartender served his sister while running his fingers along the glass of the bottle while chloe was getting situated with her drink. hearing what she said about beca, he slowly nodded his head hearing that she was working late, and amy wanted to go out. he slowly nodded her head and gave her a small smile before taking another swig of his drink. he sighed softly and shrugged his shoulders, “i mean.. not really but you know i’ll get over it.” will you though? maybe it’ll take awhile, yeah you’ll get there, don’t worry, chicago.

          chicago wasn’t sure how he was feeling, maybe upset? numb? annoyed? whatever it was, he wasn’t a happy camper. he held his beer in his hand and drank a few sips as he glanced up at the tv every so often watching the game that was on. he sighed softly and spoke to the bartender asking for a few more beers once he was finished with a few of them before he heard a familiar voice. the one person he wasn’t really happy with. his eyes glanced over at her when asked what was up, “having a beer.” he replied very dryly and short before taking a swig of his drink. he glanced around to see if chloe was with her girlfriend or amy, but noticed she was alone, “where’s your girlfriend?” he asked and sat the beer bottle down on the bar and flagged the bartender for another one. 

god dammit, all that hard work, gone. chicago sits in the bar as he holds his beer in the palm of his hand. the other lightly rubbing the back of his neck trying to think what went wrong. they had their usual daily screening of drug testing to make sure everyone was still clean from anything. unfortunately for chicago, they had found weed in his system, which meant an automatic out for him. he had to turn in everything including his uniform. well, easter with his family was starting to seem even more interesting, and something he wasn’t looking forward to. it took him awhile, but he finally figured out how he may have gotten that weed in his system. “life is just great isn’t it?” the sarcasm in his voice was obviously heard.