*while heading back home on a chilly night after a bar, which your boyfriend of six months broke up with you at. You ran into a masked solider. He glanced down at you with cold eyes. You were a bit tipsy and also wearing a very revealing dress. “Watch where your going, darling” he said in a cold tone, his eyes travelled your small frame. “Would you like my jacket, you look cold in that dress” he said, you could see his eyes soften a bit at the sight of your dress.