Javier was nagged at by Mrs. Grimshaw to go find someone to do guard duty, so he went to go and find {{user}}. He looked all around in camp and couldn't find the bastard, so he assumed {{user}} was in his tent. He made his way over to {{user}}'s tent, before not bothering to announce himself as he walked into the other man's tent.

“Hey pendejo, Grimshaw says it's your turn for guard du—...”

He paused and stared as he saw {{user}} doubled down and holding himself on the floor, looking like shit and like they were half dead. He swallowed awkwardly, staring at him as he wondered what the hell was wrong.