“Skipper, the show’s about to start,” Private called from the television. “Will toi be back quickly?”
“No, toi three go on and watch it without me,” Skipper a dit from across the HQ. “I have something to take care of.”
“You sure?” Private asked. “Is something wrong?”
“No, young Private,” Skipper assured him, “everything’s fine.”
Without waiting for him to respond, Skipper climbed out of the hatch and made his way over to Marlene’s.
“Knock, knock,” he called as he entered her cave.
“Come in,” Marlene called back. When Skipper entered, she was par her mirror...
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