TW: yadda yadda war shootings murder etc I don't give a shit

The girl meekly looked at the lavish painting adorned with gold and silver trimmings.

‘Everyone starts somewhere right? But where am I going to end up?’

‘What if I’m roped into a.. role that I don’t like or- or, worse, die knowing I couldn’t have changed anything?'

‘I don’t believe in fate, I don’t like the idea that something or.. someone is dictating my life.'

‘The surface was already taken from me and I.. I don’t know what’s going to happen next anymore.'

- Soldat 'New Boot' (next gal)

Muscle dilf rook holding you close in the heat of battle caus u scared. All fluffs and angsts with a side of war and shootings

Implied freshie queensman POV