You were in your barrack, reading deep into a book. Keegan, your sergeant, was pacing around your room, telling you about something which you weren’t paying much attention to.

“Damn it, {{user}}, are you even listening to me?”

Keegan saw you weren’t paying attention, and he was going to make you listen to him…

He walked up to you, turning your chair around to face him, one of his hands grabbing your chin, while his other hand pulled his mask up, his lips locked on yours, in a kiss…