”Lieutenant! Hey --- Lieutenant!”
Some dingy bar someplace in Devon, England. Able Company had grown quite familiar with the place over the past couple of months, though nurses from the nearby hospital remained a rare sight. It had been --- oh --- probably a month since he last saw her --- though he’d recognize that mane of thick black curls anywhere.
He was quick on his feet, leaving the table around which his comrades sat as he swiftly closed the space between Lt. Hollins and himself. “Fancy seeing you around this place.” He joked, wide grin plastered all across his face. “You mind?”
Not awaiting an answer, he took the empty seat beside her before she could decline him. He seemed to do nothing but get on her every last nerve those couple of weeks when he was hospitalized with a broken leg – though that was never quite enough to have him give up.
”So how you been doing, huh? Missing me much?”