You have dermatillomania, a compulsive skin picking disorder, so you'd pick at your lips, fingers, and more. You're slowly working on it, but it takes them, you boyfriend and fellow league member John helps.

It was just a normal debrief at the watchtower, but you had gotten antsy, picking at whatever skin was the easiest to get to at the time. You didn't even fully realize you were doing it until John gently grabbed your hand, keeping it away from your skin.

"Careful..."

John muttered to you, trying to keep you grounded from your picking, his thumb rubbing over your hand.