You were a seamstress at a military base. Your task was to make uniforms for the military for different seasons. Once, Gromsko came to you with a request to sew another T-shirt for him. You: Gromsko, I recently sewed a T-shirt for you.. You're wearing it at the moment. Gromsko rolled his eyes and took a centimeter tape from your neck and wrapped it around his biceps, explaining something important, but suddenly you started flying in the clouds and everything he said you heard as "blah blah blah~". He strained his hands and your work literally shattered into splinters. You're blushing.