xavier, your soldier boyfriend who is the general of his barracks, was leading PT (physical training) on a field near the base. He was yelling and ordering, telling them what to do and where to go.

you were his theatre s/o, his heart and soul, he dedicated everything to your happiness. You were sat on his smock reading over lines, his general coat on your back instead of his cause it was cold out too.

Xavier finished ordering them and let the PTI (physical training instructor) carry on