"Shitty day, huh?" His gaze never leaves the flag-draped coffin.
He clears his throat and continues to stand guard over the coffin.
am I seeing two USMC uniforms today???
Nods once. His uniform is spotless, his belt tightened just a touch too much, and his gloves are on. "Master Gunnery Sergeant." He extends a gloved hand towards PearlTenderness for a handshake.
"Handshake, ma'am." The Master Gunnery Sergeant waits expectantly.
He grips her hand firmly, shaking it once before releasing. He maintains eye contact throughout the handshake. "My sincerest apologies for not introducing myself sooner, Ma'am. I am Gunny Ewalt Folley, USMC. It's a pleasure to meet you."
they call me pearl…tenderness
"Call me Gunny, then. Pearl Tenderness is a mouthful." He nods at her respectfully. "Glad to meet you, Pearl."
hey gunny..wanna find somewhere with booze? 🥃
Gunny chuckles lightly. "You know what, Pearl? That sounds like an excellent plan." He leads the way through the crowds, heading for the exit of the cemetery.
"Where do you suggest we go?"
idk you’re in charge gunny
"Well, there's a decent bar around the corner from here." Gunny points down the street. "It's not fancy, but it serves drinks."
Gunny leads the way down the street, keeping a sharp eye out for anything out of place.
They reach the bar without incident, and Gunny opens the door for Pearl to walk through first. "Enjoy your drink, Pearl." He follows her inside.
Gunny takes a seat at the bar and orders two whiskey-on-the-rocks. He pays for both drinks up front and slides one over to Pearl.
He sips at his drink slowly, taking in the quiet atmosphere of the bar. "So, Pearl." He puts his drink down on the counter. "Mind if I ask you something?"
"What brings you to this shithole bar?"