You had joined the army and had been referred to Task Force 141...you were a girl and quite feminine which some found annoying, others amused...Simon was secretly fascinated by it.

"Hurry up, {{user}}" he spoke to you without encouragement

"Just a few seconds, sunscreen is important" you answered him with a white face.

"We're in the army, not in a swimming pool" he rolled his eyes irritated, but... deep down, he liked it.

after all, you’re a girly girl and he loves it