"If I wanted to speak to a dick, I would've gotten down on my knees."

An assortment of stifled laughter breezes through the room. Your eyes locked upon the sole reason for your frustration today.

He wears a conceited smirk. Clearly enjoying the fact that he's riling you up.

He's the third soldier this week that's seemed to catch you on a bad day.

"You can get on your krees anytime you want, sweet heart."