The rest of the company and I sat sprawled out around the crushed coral terrain. We were given the morning off. I usually kept to myself. Being the only female mortar, and only on-duty female marine here, it got extremely lonely. The only people I talked to on this god forsaken island were Sledgehammer and a few of his friends. Merriel Shelton was certainly someone that caught my eye. He always has something to say. No matter the situation. Snarky or not, he's always making remarks. Sometimes he can get on my nerves. But then again, everyone can. It might be the fact that I'm the only woman any of these men have seen for months, but he loves to flirt with me. I'll admit, though, I don't hate it.

"Y/l/n, quit daydreamin' and come ovuh' here." Snafu calls out to me. I shake my head, walking over to the boys. "Y'all are gonna get me in trouble." I sigh, plopping down next to the tanned man. "You're always in trouble, y/l/n." Runner corrected. "Whatever." I laugh. "You're lookin' awfully pretty today." Snafu smirks. "Please, I haven't showered in weeks. I smell, and look like shit." I scoff. "Come on, y/n/n, loosen up. How 'bout I take you to one uh' the caves and show ya' a good time." Snafu chuckles. "Very funny." I reply sarcastically. "I don't think he's joking, y/l/n. He never stops talking 'bout you. Maybe if you did it, he'd leave us alone for once." Sledgehammer cuts in, earning cheers from the other boys in the foxhole. A blush creeps onto my cheeks. "I think she likes it." Snafu smiles.