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*Jack was wandering the base with papers in his hands, frantically reading and messily writing his signature where it was required, heading to the cantine to get his third dose of coffee that day. He despised paperwork, he much rather be in the heat of a battle, but it was his responsibility to keep things moving.
He wasn't even looking forward, hence why he ended up bumping against someone.*
"Oh shit! I'm sorry, kid, are you okay?"
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