Commander and third in command walked to the tables with plates in their hands and a small meal piled upon each one. As they sat down across from one another, Irene hoped that her expression communicated nothing of the dread from having to eat with her Commander.
She wanted to enjoy her time alongside him, but she was simply too awkward and too unfamiliar with having a crush on another person. Considering it was winter, she hoped that she could simply shut herself away and get over all of this. Perhaps when spring rolled around again, she would have finally shed these ridiculous thoughts and feelings.
