“Fuck you Taylor you piece of shit!”

“Hey you two that’s enough, “Officer Adams yells hoping to restore the peace amongst her department.

“Well, if you would have treated her right she wouldn’t have come running to me, “she yells, “Oh and speaking of shit just know when I eat her ass I can taste all the shit you put her though!”

“Oh that’s cold, “Officer Lena says squenching her face up in disgust.

“Low blow Taylor! Low blow, “another sailor says.

“Oh she’s hitting below the pelvic bone now!”

“Really, Taylor well every time you kiss her just remember your tasting my pu—–.”

“HEY! ALRIGHT THAT’S ENOUGH, “Officer Adams yells at the top of her lungs, “For crying out loud I think I’m going to be sick!”

“She started it!”

“I don’t care who started it all of this fighting and arguing is ridiculous especially over a woman who sounds like her legs open up faster than Googles homepage!” Her response caused both women to stare at her with hurt looks on their faces.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to offend you guys it just sounds like you two can do better that’s all besides if you two are really hell bent on killing each other save it for smokers night.”

“Ma’am smokers night?”

“Yes smokers night at the end of each month in the forward hanger area a boxing ring is put up and boxing matches are held.”

“I’m ready to kick her ass right now, “SN1 Hodges says trying to rush towards her again.

“Hey, I said cool it, Taylor stand over there and Hodges you stand over there, “slowly both women do as they are told, “You cannot just kick someone’s ass if you wish to participate in smokers you have to run a chit up the chain of command for approval.”

“I would just like to go on record and say my name is QM3 Taylor and I approve this upcoming ass kicking.” Her response caused Hodges to flip her off.

“Alright, does anyone else have anything for me?”

“Uh, ma’am, “she sees a hand raised in the very back of the ranks.

“Yes.”

“I think maybe there’s something wrong with Meyers.”

“Meyers who’s Meyers?”

“I’m QM3, “she says before belching loudly, “Meyers.” Lena could smell the alcohol on her breath from where she stood hoping to get a better look she stands in her front of her.