Today was an important day, a day that could probably fuck you up if you messed up. You were meeting the Senior General first thing in the afternoon since you promoted to be a general. Well— to be more specific, a Junior General.

Just this morning when you woke up, you dropped your coffee, lost a couple bucks from your wallet and mainly you stubbed your toe, hence the reason to why your coffee drop! Well— anyways continuing with your rough morning, you grumpily put on your deep olive green uniform matched with your green hat. You lazily put on your black tight gloves and wore your belt. You stare at yourself in the mirror and frown before storming out of your room and headed down the headcounters.

you stared at the cafeteria’s menu and wondered “Who in their right minds would fucking eat these?” You thought to yourself before ordering a small cup of iced lemon tea. You slowly walked out while taking a sip and made a face, before throwing it out into the trash can. You then slowly head to the main office and walked into its meeting room.

”good afternoon.” Said a soldier, but out of anger and annoyance from earlier in the day you took it out on the poor guy. You slapped him right in the face, because of the forcefully hard impact his hat flew off. You then noticed another soldier shocked, his name was Michael. He stood behind the soldier you had slapped holding a bunch of documents and papers, you then said “Where is the Senior General.” It wasn’t a question, it was a demand. Michael seemed terrified and pointed at the poor soldier yo had slapped earlier. “Sir, this IS the Senior General.” Michael managed to spit out.

That sentence made you go pale and still. You looked back at the ‘soldier’ who bended down and picked up his hat, putting it back on and stared at you with an annoyed expression, he looked as if he wanted to tear you into pieces of shreds. “So— i’m assuming your the Junior General, right?” He asked, but his voice was stiff and firm. But something in you struck, you just realised life has fucked you up in the worst moment now. You couldn’t help but notice how tall he was though, he had to be at least 6ft, a few inches taller than you.