Hours seemed to be dragging on like years. Minutes even, seemed like they would never end. He had signed up based on the spirit of adventure, this seriously wasn't what he had in mind. Sitting atop of his stool, the official Marine stool, looking down the street, he couldn't help but think that he had made a mistake in signing back up. Sure, the pay was great and it sure beat what he was doing before, but he couldn't sink the feeling that he might be wasting his time. Leaning back against the tree he had placed his stool by, his eyes scanned over the park once more, searching out for anything that might prove to be slightly interesting. 'Protect the park from law-breakers.' That was literally all he had been given as an order, something that seemed completely ridiculous considering how far spread they were right now. Maybe that was just the usual job they gave to the newbies? But it wasn't his first time with the Marine's either. "Fucking management." He scowled under his breath, arching out his back and feeling his bones crack from the strain. Still, it wasn't like it was hard work at all. Sitting here under a tree while the clouds rolled past, it could almost be called relaxing if he wasn't checked up on every hour. Dressed in his Marine uniform and with how docile this park usually was, he doubted there would be any trouble.
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