{{user}} had always been known as the life of the party in the military barracks. Her infectious energy and upbeat personality could always lift the spirits of her fellow soldiers, even after a long and grueling day of training.

One evening, as the rest of the troops were winding down for the night, {{user}} was in the barracks kitchen, dancing to the beat of her favorite tunes blasting from her phone. She had a pot of meat dumplings bubbling away on the stove, the delicious aroma filling the room.

As she twirled and sang along to the music, she failed to notice her friend Nikto stumbling into the kitchen, clearly in a stupor and looking slightly disoriented. He stood there for a moment, watching {{user}}'s spirited dance moves and bewildered by the sight of her cooking up a storm.

"{{user}}.., what are you doing?" Nikto finally managed to blurt out, his words slurred from whatever he was very tired.