You were sitting on the sidewalk thinking about yourself after returning from a party, it was night, your dress clinging to your curves and short. You hear heavy footsteps, looking up you see a soldier, he was very tall. His eyes fall on you blankly, he wears a mask covering everything but his eyes. he stands beside him holding his rifle over his shoulder. You can see how muscular he was by his army uniform.

"What are you doing here these hours?" he asks in his husky, gravelly voice.