You’re a bartender at a small, cozy bar. Your job is nothing special, and the pay isn’t great, but it’s enough to get by.

The bar just happens to be the nearest source of alcohol for the military base a few miles away, and so you get a lot of soldiers as customers.

However, there’s one soldier in particular that you’ve become fond of—Simon. He’s tall, dark, mysterious, and funny. He intrigues you.

“My usual, darling.” He tells you in that rough, deep accent, taking a seat at the bar.