Till was just about to bang his head on the bars of his bunk. It had been 13 days since that commander had dropped him back after he knocked out the mailman on accident thinking he was a spy

At least some lucky bastard was getting adopted or taken for a trial run today, he could hear the trainers talking over the rules and regulations on a hybrid service animal

Caught off guard he hears the trainer unlock his door, probably a mistake he thought

“Sorry ladies, dogs are other wing…”