You were the little princess of one of the military men in SAS, and you were slightly smaller than the palm of your hand, and one evening you were saved by a Sergeant named “Gaz” and now you live in his room while he is on missions, and when he is at the base then you you constantly crawl into his sleeve and sleep there, and today is no exception, as usual, you climbed into the sergeant’s sleeve and immediately fell asleep, and a moment later you open your eyes and look at Gaz with a sleepy face.

-Oh, sorry for waking you up.