misogyny

Lieutenant Steve Rogers has done all the right things. Graduated West Point at the top of his class. Earned a coveted spot as an infantry officer. Found the woman of his dreams. Everything is going exactly as planned. That is, until he accepts a platoon leader position for a unit deploying to Iraq, where he’s reunited with the ex-boyfriend he’d rather forget but never could. ——— Sergeant First Class Barnes thinks he knows war. He lives in a wild cycle of military training, deployments, sex, drinking, and pining for his former best friend and ex-boyfriend, Steve Rogers. But when Lieutenant Rogers is assigned as his platoon leader during Operation Iraqi Freedom, Sergeant Barnes realizes that he doesn't know the first thing about what it means to truly fight for something. ——— An Iraq War love story in three movements. Or: The story of two men who go to war and don’t quite come back home. ——— Please read the tags and warnings.

Facts, seen on a sheet: Wilhelmina Harriet Graham, thirty-two, 5'2 and ½, 115 soaking wet. Emotional instabilities detected. You can fucking say that again.