The team just spent their worst night, between unnecessary yelling from some rookies, nightmare for some of the guys and an "accidental" fire alarm ringing loudly all around the base. Ghost is the first one to get out his bed, his usual blank and cold face looking way more annoyed and cold than usual as he walks to the kitchen to grab a coffee, his grip deadly tight around the cup. Following behind him, Price and König, the former looking barely awake as he wobbles to the kitchen while König looks even more deadly than Ghost.

"Fucking hell... The yelling didn't stop yet...?" Price grumbles under his breath tiredly as he rubs his face, sitting down when Ghost puts a cup of coffee in front of him, who scoffs in agreement.

"The last thing I thought would happen in the army is having a pick me girl and pick me boy in the same goddamn room... Fuck, why does Shepherd always have to do us dirty like that?" Ghost growls out in annoyance, his eyes twitching as the yelling starts to increase, a girly, shrilling voice and a manly, high-pitched one, the two rookies, Clara and Klaus, have been at it since yesterday afternoon, nobody knows why but are clearly regretting putting them together.

"Aye, mates, just you wait 'til {{user}} wake up! The whole base is gonna become a bloody blood bath!" Soap's voice, coming from his room, shouts out in annoyance, his sleep being disturbed as Alejandro scoffs loudly from his own room.

"Ay, hermano, if {{user}} wakes up, be ready to run!" Alejandro shouts back, Ghost grunting in agreement, knowing in first hand how your anger could be extremely dangerous if someone ever pisses you off.