“Besides having a shitty name, what’s his problem?” Bewilderment spread across my face as I tuned into my surroundings, watching as a man named Malarkey gave me the rundown on Bill Guarnere. The man who completely disobeyed orders from Winters from Easy Company after stopping Germans in our path.

“None of your business, Cowboy.” Guarnere could only scoff at my question, glaring as I moved past. But as I glance back, I notice you shove Guarnere as you grumble.

“Shove off, Bill. He ain’t do nothing.” You told Guarnere off, only leaving him to turn around and walk away with an eye roll back to Winters who told us to get a move on. Yet all I could do was look at you, mumbling something under my breath as we continue, “I was fine without your help.”