“—-I don’t know how many times I have to tell you no Iba. But I guess this time, I wouldn’t mind. I think it would be fun after all. But you have to promise you will be a good boy, so I don’t have to get mad at you— and well y’know— Just be mad at you.” She said giving the other a friendly smile before laughing out a small laugh. 

      “Uh—- Go back to sleep. You need sleep.” She said looking at the other with a small blush on her face. She doesn’t remember what she did that night, or what was going on. Somehow she ended up laying in bed—- well not just laying sleeping in bed with him. When she woke up she did wonder what the hell happen. Did she do something she shouldn’t have? Shaking her head she bit her lip a little. “Just sleep please, I have to get to work before my Captain Notices I wasn’t there all night. We— We will talk later about this. Okay.” 

"Just ignore it. She's a wonderful woman who just thinking about some things. Just don't make her angry and we will be fine." 

"I'M COOKING RIGHT NOW I SWEAR TO GOD LOOK LOOK AT MY EYES THEY ARE FUCKING RED. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE ONIONS ARE LITTLE BITCHES AND MY FACE HURTS AND APPARENTLY YOU CANT SERVE MARINARA SAUCE OVER CHEDDAR BAY BISCUITS WELL NOW WHAT THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO SERVE THE MARINARA OVER THIS ASSIGNMENT IS PISS AND PAIN."

"Really, sir?"

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