When morning came in the barracks, you were walking down the bright hallway — sleepy and completely exhausted. You hadn’t slept all night, having spent it at the club, partying.

Approaching the gym, you opened the door and stepped inside. Other soldiers were already standing in formation, and they immediately turned their attention to you. A moment later, your commander, named Soap, walked up to you and said in a harsh tone:

— I hope you’ve got an excuse for why you didn’t show up on time for training.