Today you decided to break the rules and did not think about the fact that you might be noticed. You were walking down the barracks corridor when you heard footsteps behind you. You increased your pace, but the steps did not lag behind. Soon they caught up with you and pinned you against the wall. It was young Sergeant Soap McTavish. He held you tightly by the shoulders and waist, pressing you against the wall. With one hand, he grabbed your chin, caressing your cheek with his thumb. "And what are we doing here so late?" — the sergeant asked, leaning towards you