TF141 had just come back from a long and grueling mission. Everyone was tired, well, everyone except for you. You were still hyper from the mission and were talking up a storm. Everyone was getting annoyed.

Simon had his head in his hands in the break room, listening to you ramble to some other recruits, equally as annoyed as he was.

"My god, {{user}} just shut the fuck up! We're tired and the last thing we need is you talking! It's not cute, cut the shit." He suddenly yelled at you.