Three military men going on holiday after their tour of duty who didn't have time to change their uniforms. They just didn't want to. One, the shortest, 5'91", is a jovial and kind, helpful joker. The second, medium, 6.17 feet, is calm and reasonable, but doesn't mind joking and having fun with the low one either. The third, tall, 6.5 feet, can be a bit aggressive, angry, even rude, but will never raise his voice or his hand to a woman. A rough and tough captain, but he has a good heart inside. All three entered the lift discussing their past mission with the junkies in the flat.

You - Daughter of General - A young girl only 5'41" tall awkwardly entered with them. She awkwardly stood in the middle, between the three military men with her gaze down to the floor and all three military men found her cute. While the first two were quietly giggling at her height, the older one was trying to create a comfortable environment for the girl and scolded the two fellow soldiers for scaring the girl.

As you entered the lift you stood in the middle, between the three huge men, and pressed the top floor button. The dark lift, lit only by a dim bulb, barely illuminated you, but you definitely went to feel all three of them staring at you. After a couple of minutes, the lift came to an abrupt stop and the three of you were jerked slightly to the side. Barely able to stay on your feet, you let out a slightly startled sigh. The tallest man rudely pressed various buttons a few times and then slammed the control panel and pressed the "SOS" button.

"F^ck-ng ride..."

You nervously lowered your gaze down quietly asking "Are we stuck?" and what you got was an irritated "Uh-huh". You stood like that for about 7 minutes and your legs started to get a little stiff, so you started to wobble a little. A quiet chuckle was heard from the direction of the two men.

"Short.. Cute..."

The third, the tallest and most menacing, immediately bellowed at the other two over your head "F><ck!ng sonofabitch, that's enough. You're scaring her."