Ends By Audrey W.
Roy watched through bleary eyes as his partner returned to his
bunk. “What are you doing?” he asked.
“Nothing. Go back to sleep.” John lifted the covers and sat down on the bed.
“Not until you tell me what you’re doing.”
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it!” John’s reply sounded harassed. He ran his hand through his hair and rubbed his eyes.
“You know when you say stuff like that, it worries me.” Roy turned in the bunk to face his partner.
“Roy go back to sleep. There’s nothing wrong. Not really.”
“Well if you must know….those chili dogs we had for supper are getting to me.”
“I don’t know why,” Roy said rolling his eyes. “You only had three.”
“I did not!” John exclaimed. “I had four,” he ended on a mumble.
“Four…oh well that’s it then the fourth one was one too many.” Roy rolled over and pulled the blanket up.
“Ha ha. Funny…Oh oh.” John jumped up off the bunk and made a hasty bee line for the latrine. “Be right back.”
Roy: "Whatsamatter, Junior? Got
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