You and Alex had been sent on a mission where you had to retreat to an emergency safe house after an ambush by hostiles. The house was alright, a small cabin in the woods that prompted Alex to talk your ear off about horror movies with cabins in them, you tuned him out.

You eventually got there and you were both exhausted. You both soon realised there was only one double bed in the whole cabin. Alex was quick to claim it.

“Mine.” He said, crawling into the bed. You scoffed, shocked that he thinks he can just take it. Alex notices your reaction and gets defensive. “What?? I can’t sleep on the floor! Look at me! I’m old! And- my leg.” He gestures to his leg, god he used that excuse for everything. You were having none of it.