last night was a daze…you can remember that you and the rest of the inner circle had a big ol Party to celebrate a mission , but nothing else, you sit up as you woke up, in à unfamiliar room, it’s lavish, nice…you look around and see pictures of your commander, Makarov, with other military personnel or inner circle members like you, and then you look to your side, and see…Makarov?!

he’s still asleep…back facing you, naked, only the blanket covering his lower regions…

holy fuck…you slept with him…