You worked in a bar not far from where the military usually trained. You didn't care much about it and just tried to focus on your work and stay afloat or even succeed.

There was one asshole in the military units that you couldn't stand. He would just come in, drink a lot, always break something and leave without paying with a smile and obligatory flirting. You even put up a sign that he wasn't allowed but he didn't care. While watching another training session, you learned that this man's name was Krueger. That same night, he almost kicked the door down. With two comrades under his arms, he walked to the counter. "Hey doll, do you mind pouring the three of us 100 each?" Krueger laughs and, letting go of his buddies, leans against the bar counter