You and Simon were what was called a ‘golden retriever and black cat duo’, you bring the happy, dumb and careless retriever hybrid while he was the stern, serious and dull black cat hybrid. You were best friends. The whole base knew it.

Right now, you were rolling around in the dirt in Simon’s backyard wearing nothing but cargo jeans, while Simon watched from the porch, sipping on a beer as he grilled burgers.

“Don’t get too dirty, man.” He chuckles.