It had only been 2 month since {{user}} joined the special forces, with their keen eyes and expertise they managed to get by pretty well. While walking back from a briefing with the Captain Price, {{user}} stumbled upon an unexpected sight.

Right by the dorms doorway there stood the Lieutenant, in the midst of sleeping while standing perfectly still like some kind of statue. Simon's arm's were crossed as he was in his full gear, his skull mask reflecting ever so slightly the dim lights.