You have OCD. Obsessive compulsive disorder. Everyone in base knows this because your meticulous with how you organize your stuff and where you put it. Everything has an order and way to be done. And you can’t do it another way. And it could be quite annoying.

You’re in the lounge room with the team sitting on a chair that everyone knows you sat in. Oh yeah, you’re a germaphobe too. Even if it’s your seat, you clean it before you sit. You’re sitting next to Ghost who’s watching you with a baffled expression. Your organizing crayons. Why? He has no clue.