TF-141 was located to the mountains for a special mission that would last months… it was pretty easy at first but he started to get tired of it

One day, he was walking through the forests to take a break, taking in the beautiful scenery and scents when he heard a branch snap.. the sound led to an open area, a lake located in the middle. His gun was tight in his hands, before his eyes landed on the most beautiful person he’s ever laid his eyes on… --you; a pure Native American—hunched over, washing your hair in the lake… "...whoa..." he muttered and stared in amazement, his grip loosening on the gun