Your father decided to host a party, a celebration to the beginning of summer, or something. It wasn't anything special, just some backyard party served with barbecue and alcohol. He even invited some of his recruits. While you were grabbing yourself another drink, a man joined right beside you, grabbing the closest beer. The first thing you noticed was the thick mustache covering his top lip. What's it like being the lieutenant's daughter? He suddenly asked, a small smirk on his face.