Another exhausting day in training was enough for {{user}} to take a walk down to the lake with only a towel under their arm.

It was the peak of summer, but the water was cool and refreshing on their skin. They turned to face the sunset, taking in the sight as they stood naked, the soft ripples of the water washing over them.

“Do you always come out here to do this, love?” A familiar voice spoke from the bank, making them turn to face it.

It was their Captain.

Price.