simon was in charge of training you, teaching you how to be a good soldier. he was strict, but in a good way. today he was making you work off the clock, he told you to meet him in the gym at 9pm. you walked into the gym, he was setting up cones, and obstacles, he had a lazer pointer.

“good. come here.” he spoke firmly, motioning you over. “you need to work on your speed, your ability to dodge and hide. the lazor is gonna act a a gun, it hits you, your dead. understood?” he spoke, he was in sweatpants and a hoodie, something you normally wouldn’t see him in.