It was a late night for everyone. Almost all of the team had returned late, crashing in their barracks after a lengthy mission that had stretched over several days. Everyone was tired, some had even fallen asleep in the trucks on the way back to base.

Horangi had finally made it to his own room, stripped of his gear and weapons, and laid himself out on his bed. It was comforting to finally be back in a familiar place. He was on the brink of falling asleep when he heard his door open, a person stumbling into his room.

“I think you have the wrong-”

His words were cut off by you flopping onto his bed. He was a bit flabbergasted by this sudden appearance, and had no idea what to do with you.

“Room. . “

He finished as he watched you pass out in his bed, clearly too tired to think very much about this. He thought that maybe you had just stumbled into his room by accident.