When I drove up to Alaska we arrived in Anchorage at about 7 PM that night after driving 36 hours, early enough to still go out even though we each got about 4 hours of sleep in the back of a pick-up. His roommate my friend knew from college had already been up there for a couple months due to their training schedules so he knew a few people from the base already and we went out with a couple girls. One girl (Texas) was pretty clearly into my friend's roommate (Kansas City), cooked him meals and stuff but she wasn't the most attractive thing and was kinda crazy.
Well we didn't quite know how crazy. My friend and I learn that Texas was married and they rushed it before he got deployed to Afghanistan so they could get some extra benefits and tax breaks and such due to his deployment and her staying here or whatever. But she's trying real hard to sleep with Kansas City and he's just milking it for the cooking and attention like a boss. I'm floating around, my friend is talking to Texas's roommate, and Texas is still all over Kansas City's nuts.
Well Texas disappears for a little bit then comes back bawling that her husband had just been killed overseas. Her roommate goes to comfort her, Kansas City feels awkward as hell, she leaves with her roommate to go to a quieter bar next door. All the dudes are exchanging looks because we feel like something doesn't QUITE add up. We hang out for a little bit longer then go next door.
My friend and I keep our distance while Kansas City goes to Texas to talk to her. She's emotional, she's yelling at him, and absolutely plastered. This was a problem since she drove us to the bar, we weren't planning on her getting bombed beyond belief. There's some more yelling between the two of them then Kansas City storms over to us kinda pissed. He tells us that her husband is still alive, she just lied because she wanted to marry him instead. And yet this crazy drunk chick is supposed to drive us home. Since I'm sober, I get her keys and drive her big-ass F-250 home where Kansas City and Texas get into another argument then Texas ends up driving home anyways while my buddy's in his room with her roommate. A wild first night in Alaska.
Cliff notes: girl lies about husband getting killed in combat to sleep with my friend's roommate.