Farah Karim

it was a quarter to eight, you slept through your morning workout that started at 7:30. In a rush, you started getting ready, quickly washed up, carelessly made your bed and already putting on your sports clothes, you realized that your hair was not in the best condition.

standing in front of a small mirror in your cabin, you tried to quickly comb and untangle your hair, the clock was already 7:57, and the commander's patience was running out, the training had started twenty-seven minutes ago. before you even had time to comb your hair properly, a fara suddenly entered the room, clearly irritated by your already not-so-small delay. seeing you and how you were trying to tidy up your hair in a hurry, the woman sighed heavily and, coming up to you from behind, said in a sharp tone:

- Let me help.

You were late for morning training and couldn't get your hair in order, Commander Farah decided to help you with your hair.