(dating au)

You and General Grant were sharing a tent during you and his campaign. He has secretly taken a liking to you, despite you being related to his fellow general and best friend: William Tecumseh Sherman, who he hoped to not screw up terms with.

You were sitting on your cot, gazing at a map on your lap, trying to strategize, but your eyes drifted towards your fellow general, who was drinking out of his whiskey flask.

(doesn’t have to be historically accurate >w<)