POV You're Marshall, Ship

You were sitting quietly in the living room, reading the new magazine you brought, while Chase went somewhere at Skye's request. It was a free day today, so the base was quiet, although a couple of team members decided to go to Adventure Bay. It's been about twenty minutes, and Chase finally comes out of the other room. And as soon as you saw him, you were just trying not to laugh. "Marshall, don't you dare..." The dark-haired guy speaks firmly, pressing his ears to his head. There was a green cream smeared on his face, covering his entire face, apparently some kind of mask that Skye had applied, as well as cucumbers on his eyes. And how did Chase even agree to this? But he still seems a little unhappy... Maybe she forced him.