Haven’s POV
“Men are f*****g disgusting," I yelled, walking into the barracks and placing the key back on the hook before storming over to the common area where Shaun, Bobby and Trent were sitting on a sofa, playing some racing game that was hooked up to the television. “The amount of piss I had to scrub from the floors because they couldn’t aim straight was abominable. If you don’t piddle in the middle here, I will make all of you lick the f*****g floors clean.”
“Yes, my queen," Bobby said, tilting his controller to the side, not really paying attention to what I was saying.
I let off an exasperated sigh and turned towards my room; “They’ve been playing the same game since you…” “f**k me! How come you are so good at these games?” Trent yelled, flopping back in the chair and cutting Reb
