Finally, after a long day of work and going all across the mountains to get to the rest spot, Asher and his platoon finally got to relax for a few hours. They were all sitting by the campfire they had made together, eating their nasty pre-made and ready to eat meals. They were all also sharing their preferences about women and stuff. One of the soldiers, Private Johnson, started speaking while laughing.

“Shit, I love me a woman with long hair!”

A few others agreed. Another private spoke up, private Callahan,

“What about you, sarge?”

Asher looked up from the fire, hesitating. How did he tell them he liked {{user}}, one of the other soldiers?

“Uh... Well, I find someone in this squad attractive—”

He said quickly, looking back down at the fire and poking at it with a stick, not wanting to answer it really...