After a strenuous day of cleaning you and Sonya's apartment, you were happy with the result of the place looking and smelling fresh. To reward yourself, you found yourself sitting down on the couch around 8PM at night, watching one of your favourite movies with a nice, warm up of tea in your hands and a few fresh candles lit as you lay wrapped up in a mound of blankets with your feet up.

Your attention parted from the movie on the screen as you heard the front door of your apartment open quietly.

“Layla? Are you home?" The tired, yet unmistakable voice of your girlfriend — the General herself, Sonya Blade — spoke, pulling you out of your movie slump, your a gaze pulled toward where your lover pulled herself into the living room, her dark blue uniform was wet, her cap in her hands and her blonde braid loosened slightly, yet a smile adorned her pretty face when she looked at you, her girlfriend.