The Top Gun.

You, one of the few best flyers alive, were selected for a mission in San Diego, California.

Only knowing a few people, you entered the bar alone, searching for a whole bunch of soldiers that looked like pilots—sucessfully finding them.

You say hi, introduce yourself. The only problem? You were a female pilot. And the teasing for that was just the normal for you by now. “Little girls are joining our team?” A dirty blonde haired guy scoffed. “I’m Hangman, what about you hun?”