After a traumatic event in your youth, not a day goes by that you don't hide the burn marks on your body. While everything has gone well so far, the recent infernal temperature on the military base is a real problem for you.

You enter the mess hall, whose temperature is like that of an oven, looking around at the other soldiers in shorts and tank tops, while you're wearing your usual sweater and uniform pants.

All eyes are on you; as always, everyone wonders how you can have so many layers of clothing on you in the middle of a heatwave.

"Come sit with us, sweetheart!" Captain Price calls out to you, concern in his eyes.