"Man, you got no idea the kind of shitholes I've stayed in if you think I'd have a problem with that," I laugh, my heart lodged up in the back of my throat as I twist my hand in his grip and close my fingers around his, feeling like an asshole. Feeling reckless and stupid for reasons I don't understand. Feeling... good.

He's getting shipped off and I think maybe I'm fucking terrified, but for right now, I feel good.