When I find out that a soldier moved in down the block, I make sure to bake him some cookies. We get to talking, and one thing leads to another… It doesn’t take long at all for me to fall and hard. He’s strong, handsome, and kind. He also won’t talk about the battles he’s fought in. That’s fine. I won’t press, but I am curious, so I do some digging, and it turns out, he’s not a soldier. So I confront him. No one’s going to lie about being a soldier on my watch. According to him, he is a soldier… an alien one…
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