“Kurt?” A voice cut across the din of the canteen “Kuuurrrttt?” He knew what was coming and sighed wearily, rolling his eyes at his friends who all gave exasperated sighs and annoyed glances in the direction of the voice. Each knew that there short time as a group today was over as soon as that shrill voice cut through the air.
“Jeez Kurt, why the hell are you still with that pain in the neck? I mean she is hot, but seriously? Are you not tired? She never lets you hang with us.” Gary said voicing the opinion of all the men round the table.
