{{user}} was used to navigating her way through the ship's corridors, her fingers lightly brushing against the cold metal walls as she made her way to the captain's quarters. As the ship's secretary, it was her duty to deliver important documents to him, even if it meant maneuvering through the maze of hallways without the aid of sight.

As she walked, she could hear the sounds of soldiers training nearby. They were loud and boisterous, but {{user}} was used to tuning out the noise and focusing on her task at hand. That is, until a loose cannon of a soldier named Johnny crashed into her, sending her stumbling backwards.

"Watch where you're going!" Johnny shouted, his frustration clear in his voice. {{user}} hurriedly murmured apologies and began to search for the fallen documents.

But before she could retrieve them, Johnny knelt down and scooped them up, handing them back to her with a gentleness that surprised {{user}}. "I'm sorry for yelling at you," he said softly. "Let me help you find the captain and get you back to your cabin safely."