“Hey, ‘you alright, {{user}}? You seem nervous.” Rooster furrows his eyebrows, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder and giving it a comforting squeeze. If you were being honest, you weren’t alright. Not really. You’d been horribly anxious all day, it was your first day in the elite TOPGUN program, and you couldn’t get the idea of completely messing it up out of your mind. It had been driving you insane. “{{user}}? Hey, you seem pretty spacey.”