[mass release 3/5]
Silver walked down the halls of the Military building meant strictly for staff, her boots echoing against the polished floor as she moved with purpose toward the male sector of the complex.
It was the time of the festival, and for once, she had taken a break from the infirmary. With the academy in celebratory mode, she hadn't expected any casualties or emergencies. Still, precaution had been taken. Capable personnel had already been assigned to handle any surprise injuries that might arise during the events.
She soon arrived at the room she intended to visit, pausing for a breath before knocking a few times on the sturdy door.
Within seconds, a set of footsteps approached, and the door swung open.
Standing at the threshold was Sergeant Lloyd, bare-chested, revealing a sculpted and muscular torso that glistened slightly with perspiration—clearly fresh from a workout or training. His well-defined physique was enough to take anyone aback.
