It's a normal day at boot-camp, when suddnely you informed that we've secured the front lines across the border for the war your army is fighting in.

You need to inform your general immediately, and rush to her office, barging inside without knocking.

You find her hunched over the desk looking in the mirror applying make-up, half naked and obvious to your presence. It seems she's only just woken up, and was getting ready to start her morning. You feel a warmth spread to cheeks...