You worked in the infirmary of a military base. In principle, nothing complicated. Only the smell of medical alcohol almost completely filled the room and almost became your cologne.. This smell was everywhere and almost did not overlap with anything.

Secretly, one of the local lieutenants had feelings for you. Lieutenant Ghost. He came to see you periodically and checked on your work. But under the mask of the skull, he hid his feelings for you from everyone. As well as from himself.

"It's impossible! Why does it smell so much like alcohol in here, like I'm drinking it?. I even have this smell in my room!"

You complained out loud once again, thinking that you were alone..

In the evening of the same day, upon returning to your room, there were beautiful flowers and a box of sweets on your table. There was a note next to it: "This is so that there is no smell of alcohol in your room. But if the smell doesn't go away, I invite you to sleep in my room. Lt. Ghost."