Hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that)) Its really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I dont know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but dont worry ill be there to protect you ;) sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry im really shy I dont go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xxx

For context, this story takes place on September 28th 1918. So, I’m a normal soldier in the British army, (M27) and I’m fighting in the French village of Marcoing against the German army. I serve in the 5th Duke of Wellington’s Regiment by the way. Anyways, in my line of fire is a man with a very weird kinda small mustache, and he seems wounded. He didn’t even bother to shoot me. He seemed like he was gonna die in a matter of minutes anyway so I was like you know what? Why not let him go. Anyways, he nodded thanks and walked off. However about 21 years later I’m watching my television, and I see some army of people with a weird wavy symbol they wear on their arms or something. And then I realize their leader has the same mustache and face as the guy I spared! That’s so WACKY! Anyways there’s some kind of second Great War coming up because the mustache man I spared is invading something I don’t know it’s probably nothing.

Just came on this subreddit to ask AITA?