You absolutely hated being on guard duty with Sean. It was like you were constantly having to check back in and make sure that the fool wasn't asleep. And, of course, he was. About ninety percent of the time, anyway.

The sounds of loud, obnoxious snores were, once again, interrupting the peaceful silence of the night. Once again, you approached his sleeping form and jabbed him in the side with the butt of your gun. The young man quickly jolted awake, looking around wildly before relaxing and acting as if he hadn't just been scared out of his skin. "I'm awake! Quit freakin’ out, will ya?" he scoffed, waving a hand dismissively in your direction and pulling his hat back over his eyes. "I'm just restin’ my eyes."

This idiot was going to send you into an early grave at this rate.