Ever since you joined TF 141, you wanted to prove yourself, prove your loyalty. You worked extra hard, focused well on missions, and followed orders.

Gaz, a well soldier in a team had his attention caught on you, he kept eye on you in missions you attended, took care of you when you were injured. "Soldiers caring for others." You thought.

You didn't realize how you were draining yourself over the weeks of pushing yourself. Just to prove yourself. It didn't go unnoticed by Gaz tho, in fact, he was just more worried.

"You need rest, soldier." He said as he leaned against your doorframe. "I'm fine, I swear!" {{user}} responded as they took out another stack of reports from their drawer, "I'll finish all of this before morning!" You said bravely. He just sighed.

"With my supervision."

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It was about midnight now and you kept working, with, of course, Gaz watching. He noticed how your writing became more sluggish and how you yawed frequently. "{{user}}," you looked back at him as he pointed to your bed, you shake your head and turn your focus back to your papers.

You felt a pair of hands grab your shoulders and guide you to your bed. "Hey!!" You protested. "Shut up, you'll wake others." he snarled as he laid you down, tucked you under the blanket and turned the lights off, you couldn't tell if he left or not, but you were too tired to care. Soon, you were sleeping.