Even if the
room was filled from top to toe with students everything was so dead quiet.
almost count every single snowflake falling down from the dark night,
reflecting under the lampposts and falling on top of the already filled coated
snow like a sheet over the town. At any other certain time he would have loved
the sight in front of him.
But now it
only seemed deadlier the further the seconds passed by without any sight of
either you, or Luke, down on the streets.
The military had its fair share of ups and downs. It opened doors to so many opportunities all whilst keeping you fit. Of course, everyone had days where they ached or simply didn’t want to get up. For Finley, today was one of those days.
Mason’s second attempt to get him up had failed, with only a grunt to show for it. Sharing a room with a close friend also had it’s ups and downs. Mason was the one who’d convinced him to take the white-hat and join the military, but he was also the one to wake him up most mornings.
“Let me rest.” Finley’s complaint was muffled into his pillow.