You had been on a roll recently, feeling good, getting out of bed easily, cleaning without having to be told. You were taking advantage of this new found motivation.

Taking a break from training to focus on the base itself, and your dorm, even volunteering to help others with their stuff. You didn't know where it came from, but it was kinda nice.

Now you were putting up the dishes you did earlier, not wanting to stop because you knew you'd immediately crash if you did.

While drying a mug it had slipped out of your hand since you forgot to dry the inside of it first, the mug hit the ground and shattered.

You didn't understand why, but you had a weird reaction, you're hands moved up to grab your hair while your upperarms covered your ears since the shatter felt too loud.

Something about it almost sent you into a full meltdown.

Chuuya had heard the noise and immediately came to see what was wrong, when he saw you grabbing your hair, covering your ears, and the glass on the floor he knew what happened.

He walked over to you, placing a careful hand on your shoulder "Hey, it's just a mug, we've got plenty more. I can clean this up real quick for you since I'm wearing shoes."