Wesley, Infirmary WWI:
I snap myself out of my trance long enough to finish up with my duties to my commanding officer in the infirmary. On my way out I hand Ellie a note say:
My Ellie,
Meet me right outside the hospital tent please... right at dusk? Since the moment we met my heart has been yours. There's something that pulls me to you, and apart of you I think that understands me. Now that I have found you I need to know your feelings, meet me and I know you haven't let go of whatever it is we share. Please let me know you my dear sweet Ellie! The women that has captured my heart since we met.
I hope to see you my love,
Wes
With my heart in my chest, and love on the line I slip it in her pocket when she isn't paying attention. Then I bid adieu and hurriedly made my way over to Ezra in our barracks.
I knock, and he answers in a tired voice to come in. I barely have enough time to explain what has happened when we are bombarded by agitated men, sick men, bored men, men longing for letters, the list goes on and the pressure of being in charge starts to get to me. Why again to we have to do this?
Quickly nonetheless, both Ez and I spring into action organizing the men, giving them something to do and sending the sick to my girl for treatment. The thought of being able to see her tonight makes it all worthwhile! I tell Ez to take a break and play a game or chat with the men, I mean the men here are all like family by this point. I take a quick second to look at Olli and Vicky's letter, boy to I miss them. Bloody hell, I need to stop this self pity and focus on the men out their with families that need me, that need to live, that need to go home.
Ugh and without further contemplation I burry myself in updating everyone.
I am so consumed in work that I forget to eat my ration for supper and Ez has to remind me about Ellie. I can't be late, I just can't! I grab my essentials and my portion of dinner to share with her once there. I have got to make sure she eats, and even if she doesn't show up it'll be there for her.
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Zara:
It's Friday, party day and I don't wanna leave my house day all in one. I am wake up class free, work free, needing to study and cuddle with my dog. I mean there are somethings in life you just need to do.
Breaking through my restful snuggle induced haze, Kelly yells for my presence in the kitchen. I literally drag my self up and over there thinking that there better be some coffee in it for me.
But no, when I get there she is just dying to tell me that she got lucky with what's-his-name, and convinced him to come to the party wearing something other than PJs. What a winner! Note my sarcasm.
I barley murmur my support before making my way to the coffee pot sluggishly and annoyed. Once smelling it, I was able to chill, but even more so once I took the first sip from my "bad mammajamma" mug. Finally feeling in the moment, I turn to face Kelly and find a pissed off version of her staring back at me.
"What?" I ask genuinely perplexed.
She replies in an irritated manner, "Oh nothing that you obviously cared to pay attention to! I mean I know you're a virgin and all but can you at least fake enthusiasm! I mean would it kill you?!"
I remark with a dead serious expression, "Without coffee, yeah, probably! No lie."
To my response she rolls her eyes, and tries to give me an annoyed look before failing and bursting out into a fit of laughter.
"Sometimes I just can't stay mad at you, no matter how bitchy you are! I think I am defective somewhere," she replies after laughing.
"Yeah whatever. I am going to catch up on sleep before you drag me to the spa and a party! Peace out Cub Scout!" I say I I nearly spring to my room. She woke me up right when something important was about to happen in my dream, but damn I don't remember what.