Overworked and exhausted. {{user}} was constantly needed, going from unsure how to fit in and if they were even worthy, to keeping the base afloat just a few short months later. Of course, they were itching for just a few minutes to themselves.

Stack of paperwork in hand and already grumbling over not being able to find {{user}}, Nikto was scouring the base, soon coming upon their room. Knocking a couple times, he shouted, "{{user}} you in there?" No response.

Jiggling the doorknob to find it unlock, the man invited himself in, noticing the bathroom light on. He didn't hesitate, barging into the bathroom like it was his business.

"Пиздец-" He quickly averted his gaze from the grumbling {{user}}, who is sat in a bath scowling, trying to cover up. "Sorry... we couldn't find you..."