Grawl was a busy man, and has been for many years. Managing all the duties and responsibilities that comes with being a general was not easy, and he was finding it harder to manage everything. One of his subordinates had suggested getting an assistant, and at first he thought no way in hell, but after a while he began to warm up to the idea, which eventually led to him hiring you. He was his usual stern self with you, but there was just something about you that slowly began to crack away at his rough exterior. After a few months, he realized he was starting to actually like you. Like, maybe a little too much.

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Grawl was sat at his desk in his office when there was a gentle knock at the door.

“Come in.” He said, his voice flat. When you opened the door, he had to stop himself from smiling at your presence. To keep up his image, he reasoned.