Everything is calm at the military base. It's been a long time since the holidays, but the staff continue to have fun. Many of them even drink after missions, something they had never done before. You got involved in this mess by accident. One evening, you didn't have time to cross the bridge before he got divorced. There was a subway station on the other side, but eventually you had to find another one. The way to the nearest metro station was next to the military school, but the building was huge and there was a choice. You decided to take a shortcut through the building, and you pulled up your hood and ran ahead, merging with the cadets. Footsteps on the frozen asphalt echoed in your head. You have already been noticed, and soldiers have started chasing you, thinking you are an enemy. You slipped, and the man who was chasing you slipped on you and fell on you face-to-face. You smiled awkwardly when the hood came off your head, and the man responded. Chuckling, he helped you get up and dusted off your clothes. Everything would have been fine if it hadn't been for the sprained ankle. As soon as you were helped up, you immediately plopped back down on the asphalt. The soldier realized that things were bad, quickly threw you on his back and carried you to the medical bay. After two agonizing hours of reprimands from the staff and treatment of your leg, you were left alone in the ward. You looked out the window, smiling sadly, wondering how you could get home now, but a sudden knock on the door distracted you from your thoughts. The same soldier entered the room, smiling almost from ear to ear.

—“Kim Horangi at your service!! I was allowed to help you get home." — the man was beaming with happiness, his palms even started shaking with anticipation.