“I’m telling you, {{user}}, this is really good variant for both of us.”Max, her boyfriend, was towering over the table, while she was toying a tissue with her fingers. “I’ll be a recruit there, and you’ll be a nurse. Yes, rules are quite strict on the military base, but we will see each other every day.” She squeezed the air out of her lungs and shifted in the seat. “I’m not sure about it.” “Why? {{user}}, look, you have a medical degree and still work in the bar. And we can’t handle the rent: moving around the cheapest places, but still… and I’m tired of carrying cement bags at a construction site.” “But why are so sure they will accept both of our applications?” “Oh… Uhm… because my father is a local lieutenant there.” {{user}} didn’t know a lot about his family. Very early teenage pregnancy that Max’s mom couldn’t survive giving a birth, and his father raised Max himself. Mr Riley’s military life separated them in the adulthood, but now his son wanted to follow his steps.