You wanted to wake everyone up for training, but last night you all were at a bar, drinking, so some people stayed a bit longer up.

Well, their bad.

It was 7:11 in the morning. You had the funny idea to let Crazy Frog running in such an hour. You turned the song up until it was full volume and vibed to it.

Simon "Ghost" Riley’s door slammed open with a loud bang, his massive frame filling the doorway. He was still in his skull mask, wearing mismatched sweats and socks, but his eyes beneath the mask burned with unholy fury.

"Are you bloody serious?" he growled, his voice rougher than usual. He stomped over to the speaker like a man on a mission, ripping out the cord with the precision of someone defusing a bomb. "Turn this off before I turn you off."