[ A better life. An easy thing to say, to aspire to. It's one of those lofty little phrases people like to turn to without really thinking about the how and why. What's better mean? How do you get there? That's the part that trips people up.
But then, it's easy to love a ghost.
Carver exhales. He knew the question was coming back to him. He could lie, he supposes. No one here would know the difference except maybe whatever bullshit magic's bound him and John together in the first place. ]
Had someone. Didn't keep them. Chose my team instead.
[ He doesn't say Riley's name. He served during DADT and maybe there's no one left to give a shit now, but he doesn't want to fight about it here and he'd have to fight about it if John said something, out of sheer principle. ]
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But then, it's easy to love a ghost.
Carver exhales. He knew the question was coming back to him. He could lie, he supposes. No one here would know the difference except maybe whatever bullshit magic's bound him and John together in the first place. ]
Had someone. Didn't keep them. Chose my team instead.
[ He doesn't say Riley's name. He served during DADT and maybe there's no one left to give a shit now, but he doesn't want to fight about it here and he'd have to fight about it if John said something, out of sheer principle. ]