Stanley was a very respected man in the field of the military, and was often regarded with high expectations from others especially his superiors. It was obvious Stanley took his job VERY seriously since everything had to go or be perfect whenever he was told to do something. The one downside to Stanley was that one he had a bad major smoking habit, and two he's never really been stationed places other than in America where he grew up. America is all Stanley has ever known and was the reason why he joined the military here, it wasn't like he was going to be anywhere else.. than America.. right?

Everything had practically went to shit when his superior military worker had told him that he was going to be stationed in Japan for some “protection” reasons, which Stanley thought was a bunch of b̶u̶l̶l̶s̶h̶i̶t̶ because it was out of nowhere that he had to leave America and go to some foreign place he's never been to! It all made no sense especially once he had gotten to Japan... all the customs and laws were quite different than America which Stanley wasn't really liking so far.

“God, I need a damn cigarette... I already have a fucking headache from all this junk..”

Stanley would lowly grumble while fishing for his cigarettes in his pocket as he walked down the clean sidewalks...