“Jeez, Ollie! Now look what you did! These people were nice to us. They could of just killed us.”
“You dumb f**k,” Oliver said, and threw a punch at him. It was a great big haymaker, and he put everything he had behind it, but Dennis ducked it easily and popped back, hands up.
“C’mon, Ollie. You don’t wanna do this.”
Fuck. How did such a dickhead like Dennis know how to fight? Oh right. The ARMY. So he wasn’t lying about that. Maybe that’s where he got all his confidence from. Oliver rapidly recalculated. He thought knocking Dennis out would cause enough chaos to allow him to duck out into the dark. From there he faced a couple of days of roughing it before he got back to the hospital, but it’d be worth it. Telling Smith what happened would be tough, but he could blame it all on Dennis
