No matter how much we stick to the rules, how much we try to work as well as possible as a team, Schmiddy always finds a way to tarnish every callout. Every damn shift.
Honestly, this shit is getting old.
I wish Cap would choose Miles and get it over and done with.
How is Schmiddy still on the roster at all?
“I’m calling it,” Davey says, standing up with a yawn. “See you all in a few, if we’re lucky.”
I should try and catch some rest, too. No doubt we’ll be called out another few times this shift.
An afternoon nap sounds so good right now.
“Think I’ll do the same,” I say, rising.
Owens raises her brow playfully.
“Don’t even think it, I’m exhausted. Plus, isn’t there rules about that sort of stuff?”
She and Sandy exchange a look before Sandy says, “We wouldn’t know.”
He sits by Heidi and sips his coffee like it’s the most normal, innocent thing in the world.Well played, you two.
I retreat to my quarters, and when I lay down I realize the yelling downstairs has stopped. Someone is stomping their way up the hallway. By the heavy tread, it’s my guess those steps belong to Miles.
A soft rap budges my door open, and I turn my head. “Done shouting at each other?” I meant for it to come out playfully, but it doesn’t seem to land that way.
He leans on the door, folding his arms. “I need you to file a formal complaint about the warehouse situation today.”
“Will it help?” I sit up, and he pushes off the doorframe.
“Maybe. But without it, if something else happens...”
My gaze finds the floor before my next words leave my mouth. “He’s dangerous, isn’t he?”
Miles nods.
A reckless crewmember is a nightmare. When you face so much risk every day, adding an untrustworthy, sloppy crewmember to the mix makes things ten times worse.
“Until he’s transferred out, we have to work around it. Do the best to operate as a crew of five.”
“Is that what Cap said?”
“Not directly, but it’s the only way I know how to keep you all safe, London.”
Oh, Miles.
The weight this man carries. I can only imagine.
A reckless crewmember. Two probies, not one like most houses. Sandy and Heids... although I’m not one hundred percent sure that bothers Miles as much as I think it does.
“What can I do to help?” I ask.
Blue eyes move to catch my gaze. “You’re going to have to ignore his orders and follow mine.”
“That means I’m insubordinate on his weeks.”
“It does. It also means you’ll be safe.”
