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"Here addy have a smoke." Rinfeild tossed Addison one of his packs of lucky strikes. Then he turned back to sorting through what else was in his bag. that was almost to easy. Like stealing cookies from the jar. Rinfeild thought as he sorted through his supplies: two more packs of lucky strikes. beans crackers. enough whiskey to go around for the moment.. He sat looking around. waiting just waiting for this to be interrupted.

SGT Fredrick David

David had already lit up a fresh cigarette, which was better than the Raleigh's the Marines had been smoking. He inhaled as Addison said that he didn't smoke. He laughed, exhaling a cloud of smoke, "Addy, how the f.uck have you gone three months on this s.hit hole and not started smoking?" He shook his head and took another drag as he leaned back against one of the coconut logs which helped make up the roof of their underground hooch.This was the best that the Marines had had it since they'd landed on this island. They had fairly fresh food, fresh cigarettes, some alcohol. Life couldn't have gotten much better in the situation they were in.

SGT Fredrick David

David laughed, "Minor details kid." He smiled and took another puff on his cigarette as he held it for a second and blew it out, "D.amn these Lucky's are good." He smiled and let his head fall back enjoying himself for the first time in months. It was such a small thing, but after everything the group had been through the Lucky Strikes and food that they were all sharing was an amazing respite.

Ian McNaulty
Ian listened but said nothing all he could think was addiction as you have to survive for that s**t to matter...The food helped a little but with the hunger gone his mind was free to go down the dark trails he had been ignoring for more pressing issues.