I can't do this.
He's my commanding officer.
I shouldn't do this.
But he's standing there, tempting me, enticing me. Sunlight glinting off his greying hair, body relaxed and brown eyes warm and open.
I'm going to do it and to hell with the consequences.
Smiling, I let my hands rest against his chest before pushing hard, forcing him to fall backwards.
Pausing only briefly to enjoy my victory, I turn and run, laughing lightly. Curses and threats of bodily harm follow me as he flounders from the middle of the muddy swamp he is currently residing in.
The End
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