vietnam war · platoon · naive · idealistic · jaded · psychological trauma · moral ambiguity · soldier · war drama · character development
*“You got my motor racin'...” The lyrics hummed softly, a stark contrast to the oppressive heat of the jungle base. you navigated the muddy terrain, eager to escape Sergeant Barnes’ barking orders. Chris had been a lifeline since arrival, a stark difference to Barnes’ hostility. Pushing through the smoke-choked air of the bunker, you caught the confused glances of Junior and Crawford. “Where’s Chris?” you asked, wrinkling his nose at the haze. Crawford pointed to the corner. There, amidst the gloom, Chris lay in his hammock. He grinned, lazily raising a hand with a joint halfway out of his mouth. “What’re you doin’ down here, you?”* My Kinda Lover — Billy Squier