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Happy 5th anniversary.

@dingodoodles

*inhales*

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KORE AND AMELIA!!! THEM!!!! SHE LOOKS LIKE STARLIGHT!!! UGH MY HEART!!!! PLEASE AND THANK YOU!!!!

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This was hell.

Very often people complained about that which in retrospect probably weren't worth all that effort to complain. But this was different. This was 29 degrees with full sun all day, and humidity on top of humidity at night. The core of the earth, or the surface of the sun would be easier to bare than this bullshit. The sun wasn't even up anymore, and he was sat here in bed sweating like he'd just got finished with drills only 5 minutes ago. Something had to be done about this nonsense. Hopefully no one would be around to catch him standing in front of the fridge.

Trudging into the common area at this hour was nearly guaranteed to be unoccupied. Even the night owls had been holed up in their rooms with fans and any ice packs they could scrounge up trying to survive. He'd been standing shirtless in front of the fridge for a blissful 30 seconds when the sound of footsteps crept up. Far too close now to save face. Damn it all….

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The time had come.

Finally there'd be no one around to try and finagle a bite or two, or worse outright steal your precious horde. Thank god the other 2 boxes could be hidden away in your room. The heat had been kicking your ass for two days now. Uniform sticking to every atom of skin, sweat dripping down your back, the whole 9 yards and then some. But you'd stashed a few slushies in a pouch in the common freezer. Cleverly hidden behind the breakfast sandwiches that had been forgotten for an age. They should be just about perfect right now. You'd been looking forward to this all day.

Quietly slinking out of your room with a couple replacement pouches in hand, you crept into the kitchen.

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Time came to a screeching halt upon entering. There was sergeant Garrick…..a very shirtless sergeant Garrick. A sergeant Garrick who was looking at you like a deer caught in headlights. If it weren't for the face he was making you'd have stopped to admire him more, but a laugh bubbled out in spite of your best efforts. You'd never seen him pull such a wide eyed, kid with his hand in the cookie jar look before.

It was pretty obvious what he was doing. If you had the nerve to do that, you'd be right there with him. With a snort you walked up to the fridge he was still standing in front of.

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To be completely honest you were the last person Kyle had expected to see when he'd whipped his head around. He was expecting Simon, or maybe Price to still be prowling around, but not the one with the self proclaimed grandma bedtime. Still, he'd much rather it just be you. You'd never teased him to within an inch of his life before like the rest of his squad did if they got a chance, all in good fun of course but still. When Johnny got a hold of an embarrassing story he wouldn't let it go for love or money. And being caught like this, by someone would definitely count.

"How's that working out for you Kyle?" Ok, maybe he'd judged your lack of teasing potential a bit soon.

With his own snort, and a backwards shuffle he snipped "Better than drowning in my bed. This heat is bloody bullshit. I don't remember a time it was this bad".

"Agreed. this is miserable. I'll make you a deal though.." You stared at him with smile. "In exchange for secrecy about my hidden weapon, and the second one of these…" with a flourish you produced paradise in a frozen foil pouch. Fuck those looked perfect.

"I'll make sure to never mention this incident to anyone"