After delivering the papers to Admiral Reaser, Charlotte returned to the Lounge to watch the game. Lieutenant Peterson didn't know but Charlotte was a big football fan. She was adamant about not missing the final.
The door slid back and Charlotte tried to compose herself as soon as she saw the Fleet Admiral talking to some dodgy looking bloke who had access to all of the drinks. "Ma'am." She nodded and quickly walked past them teasing the Lieutenant by winking at him as she sat down in the large black leather seats. The screen was two metres wide and it was the best screen Charlotte had ever seen. "Lieutenant, mind fetching me a Whiskey?" She smiled at him. She leant back and enjoyed the game.
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