Tifani Triumph: Military Years Part 2

So, last we left dear Tifani had secured herself a position in the military in an effort to attempt to restore order in her neighborhood.  Her family, gone.  Her home, nothing as she remember it.  Her relationship with doo rag...still going.  Given a choice of careers in military, medicine and culinary Tifani chose to join the military, after enduring grueling mental and physical assessments she was hired in as a Junior Officer.  That's where he left her.

Junior Officer Triumph
I swear does this girl ever smile?!?

Life definitely doesn't start out any easier.  With the culinary restrictions in place Tifani can only cook once per day and has no access to stoves, ovens, microwaves or the like.  She did manage to find an abandoned grill that with a little elbow grease she managed to mage workable.  The only problem is that is likes to catch fire.  Every. Single. Time.  I'm sure it's partly due to having the grill in the house (I know toxic fumes and other such nonsense but really....have you seen the toxic great outdoors!).  Between that and Tifani's refusal to work on her culinary skills in college much she cooks with the fire extinguisher handy and has learned to like her hot dogs near charcoal flavored.

However, despite her inability cook at home with any sense of 'success' Tifani actally takes well to the Military career (I was shocked...maybe it's the non-charcoal flavored food they offer) and moves up the ranks pretty quickly.  Outside that once chance card.  Who knew deciding to wear your super cool totally put together with rummaged scraps Halloween costume would be your downfall and can you to be demoted?  She sure didn't.  Lesson learned.

 Notice the guy in the back?  Keep an eye out because he becomes important.  Very important. 

By the time Tifani reaches Astronaut career I'm getting terrified.  She's aging up so fast.  And there's nothing I can do to stop it.  If she doesn't make General in time the entire opportunity to rebuild her neighborhood fails.  No marriage, no babies, no future.  Dealing with her constant whining about no shower, no food, and the horrible decorations in her home were wasted time.  But let's get back to the guy in the picture for a moment.

Tifani:  Hey you.
Me: Yes dear?
Tifani: Do you remember Matthew?  Stopped off after work a couple of times.
Me:   Vaguely, crew cut and camo right?
Tifani:  Yes, Matthew.  Why do you insist on not learning anyone's name?
Me:  Old age?
Tifani:  You are incorrigible.  Anyway.  Um, I think I love him. You know, red hearts.
Me: Ok.  What about doo rag?  You still call him every single day.
Tifani:  I love him too.
Me:  First this is not a polyandrous society so there's no loving both of them.  You have to choose you know.
Tifani:  I can't!
Me: Time is running out Tifani.  I can't make this decision for you.  Only you can chose.

Matthew~

Ok, help a girl out. Tifani is 3:30 pm on 5 days to elder.  She JUST promoted to General finally but she has to get married and pregnant TODAY in order to secure the future.

Doo Rag or Crew Cut? 

Doo Rag is a college kid with probably no skills and possibly no resources.  But he's the first love.

Crew Cut is in the same career path so he has to have some skills but he'll have to change careers.  Not sure how he will feel about that.  But he seems to love her too.  

Who would you choose?