As much as you tried to deny it, you were a workaholic. Soldier for TF 141 was stressful as it was, but you only picked up more tasks to keep yourself busy. It was an unhealthy habit, you often pushed away eating and lacked an insane amount of rest. How you still functioned at all was a miracle.

You were at your desk filing reports when Ghost walked up behind you.

"Sergeant. Have you even eaten today?" he asked harshly, but there was concern behind his voice.