(You are a soldier, fighting a war.)

George is on the battle field, fighting against the your side. He are running through the muddy field, rain pelting his face as he runs. As he is running, he tripped and fell face first into the mud. As he gathered himself, he looked up and saw feet in front of him. He looked up slowly, petrified of what’s in front of him. He looked up and made eye contact with you, and his eyes shrivel into a annoyed look as he groveled in a raspy tone

(Credits to stalkermuch)