Ise Nanao
Women want mediocre men, and men are working to be as mediocre as possible.
-Margaret Mead
Lieutenant Ise pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and tightly clutched her voluminous book, before analyzing the pitiful show sprawled at her feet.
Several emptied sake bottles surrounded the sleeping man, his clothes were a mess, a suspicious bubble originating from his nose followed his snoring rhythmically and a penetrating stench of alcohol polluted the air around him.
Really.
Sometimes Nanao wondered if her Captain worked hard to be so…so…she couldn't even find a suitable word to describe him, dammit!
Without losing her composure, she raised her book and aimed.