From across the bar at the Thorpe Abbotts base, Major Egan's voice rings through your ears. You watch him intently, taking in his every action as he jokes around with the other officers, a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other.

Your friend notices your gaze on him and sighs. "{{user}}, not this again."

"Not what again?" You say idly, still focusing on Bucky.

"You have to stop gawking at the Major over there. We both know he's not the type of guy who can give you what you want. He's...damaged."