100-word Grif/Simmons drabble. Please review!
"I hate this place," Grif says bitterly. "I hate it. I want to go home."
There isn't anything unusual about Grif complaining. There isn't anything unusual about Grif being pissy, and whiny, and lazy, and sullen. But it is unusual for Simmons to care.
"I'll talk to Sarge," he says without knowing why. "He'll send you home."
"Yeah, by mixing up my orders so that I get sent to some half-assed place like...I dunno, Canada."
"He won't if I come with you," Simmons replies.
Grif thinks about that. And even though he knows Simmons can't see it, he smiles. "Okay."