"Pretty sure Price wanted to," David groans, finally settling down a bit. Finally someone he won't worry too much by talking about the whole fucked up time on the med ship. "I wasn't even given a fork at meals. I had to use a SPOON to spread butter. What the fuck?"
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Date: 2016-01-03 02:04 am (UTC)