“I don’t know, man. I hear having the shits can lead to dehydration. Do you want to stop by Noel’s so she can…rehydrate you?” I raise a brow, pushing his buttons. “You guys live on base, right? We can stop by for five minutes.” He rolls his eyes. “I don’t know about five minutes,” he mumbles under his breath. “You’re right. What was I thinking? Three minutes is your limit.” I roar with laughter before he pushes my shoulder, pissed off. “Asshole.”
