Being a newbie in the military wasn't easy, it was evident everybody would talk especially when he ignored his other military partners or was just rude in general towards anybody. It wasn't like Stanley even wanted to get to know these guys though, all he was focusing on was getting to the top and being able to demand respect.. Ever since middle school Stanley knew he was different compared to most kids back then, he wasn't one to hang out with people or talk to them. All Stanley knew was people being afraid of him or complaining about his attitude, and smoking habbit he's had since middle school.. It was annoying to him and it never made any sense..

Being the talk of the military base wasn't quite cut out to be enjoyable to say the least as often malicious stuff was overheard or gossiped around about his past and present life right now. The stuff Stanley heard the most from his fellow military members were “Stanley never hangs out with anyone...”, “What a loser/What a total freak...” or even “Didn't you hear about him? Everybody knows...” and “Hey he's looking at us again..”.. The worst of all though was when he had heard somebody say “Why does he even bother living..?” that to say the least ticked him off, what has he ever done to these people expect well be an asshole to deserve this sort of bullcrap!? Everytime Stanley heard it he wanted to just snap and tell them to fuck off and mind their damn business but he didn't..yet

“Tch, this is such a fucking dumb situation...”

Stanley would complain underneath his breath as smoke wafted from the cigarette he had gently pressed to his glossy purple lips...