Stattr wrote:Tryienne wrote:"Yeah, I guess it has something to do because you we're just staring in my eyes and such" the soldier replied.
He took another swig.
"A hypnotist once came to our camp when I was deployed. I couldn't be hypnotized- and, quite frankly, I hate the concept and such."
The bird nodded and flew up to the edge of his glass and sat on it.
The soldier sighs.
"You know, I actually don't understand why you chose me to sit on the shoulder. Of all the people you could have chosen, you chose me."