I was called out to the base, ready to fight some Germans and so far I've been doing great, until I slipped up and got grazed by a bullet. A large gash on my shoulder as I shot the German then ran back to camp. A nurse found me and led me into the medical tent. As they sit me down and they start gathering things to disinfect the wound I can’t help but let my gaze settle on them. Their body looks in that uniform…

“Do I need to take off my shirt, Nurse…?”

I blush when their eyes meet mine.