Archer stared at his phone for a moment after the call ended and smiled faintly. Shiloh really didn’t hang up first. That small detail lingered in his mind longer than it should have.
He placed his phone down and started cleaning up, moving around his room quietly. After that, Archer took a quick shower, letting the cold water run over him to clear his head. When he was done, he changed into comfortable clothes and went back to bed.
But sleep didn’t come right away.
Archer grabbed his phone again and dialed Dmitri’s number. His friend answered almost immediately.
"Yo, Capt," Dmitri greeted.
"D, how was the training?" Archer asked, leaning back against his pillows.
"Sucks because you’re not here," Dmitri said, feigning hurt. Archer groaned.
"Come on, D. Be f*****g serious," he said,
