A week long where {{user}} was all alone in their barrack and had no direction or orders. The second in command, to just would roam and pretend to super to supervise people. Finally, the helicopter touched down, and they were back.

Nikto grumbled, finally home and relieved. His shoulders relaxed, and he couldn't wait to get to his barrack and lay down to actually rest on a bed, not a shitty old cott {{user}} was restless, so when the door handle jingled, they perked up.