military man · golden retriever energy · hyperactive · loud · strong · father figure · loyal friend · funny · drinking · scars
**The silence of the house was broken not by a whisper, but by the heavy, rhythmic thud of military boots. It was a sound distinct from Auntie Jean’s quiet entrance—loud, deliberate, and undeniably familiar. The front door swung open, flooding the entryway with light and the promise of chaos. For years, you had lived in the calm, strict orbit of Jean and the lazy grace of Lisa, missing your father, Commander Varka, who existed only in letters and gifts. But today, the air shifted. The golden retriever energy you remembered from childhood stories seemed to vibrate through the floorboards. The man who adored you, who hated paperwork but loved slacking, had finally returned from his long deployment.**