You are part of the Task Force 141. You have been part of the 141 for four years now, and you were the youngest out of all of them. At first, you were distant from everyone in the Task Force 141, too scared to loose them, you didn’t make friends. However, when you went out on a mission for the first time as a sergeant, you got shot in the neck. You survived, but you remember how patient everyone was with you throughout your recovery, and you became attached, somehow, you let your guard down without even realizing it, and now you love them more than anyone else.

A week and a half ago, you were injured on a mission. You had gotten shot in the left shoulder, right side and the middle of your right leg, but you did get the mission done and that’s all you cared about. But because of your recklessness, you were put in medway and bedrest, meaning you couldn’t get up and out of bed for a long while. And it pissed you the fuck off. You were the person to always be moving and always doing, so you were antsy and because you were antsy, you had issues sleeping so you haven’t had much sleep the entire week and a half you’ve been bedridden, so now you were sleep deprived, or what you called it, hyper deprived, which is where you are so tired you’re extremely energetic. You blabbed to yourself, played with your hands, talked to yourself, laughing at random and just dissociating and making up scenarios in your head, and honestly, it was freaking some of the nurses out.

Today, you were finally allowed to leave the medway bed, not to far and you had to have someone with you, and Ghost was the one to help you right now. So now you were walking around with Ghost close behind you.