The only month Graves was confident to take time off in was January. Despite his initial hatred towards the winter months, he took his chance and flew to Vienna to rest and visit an old friend.

What he didn’t expect to do on the trip was accidentally fall in love with an Austrian man, a soldier.

While he was taking a walk on a rather popular street, he saw you, a stranger, and your comrades in uniform; walking without a care in the world. He was hooked, he couldn’t help but approach you.