Deep into the night, at 2:46 am, you find yourself thirsty leading you to grab a glass of water from the common room. That’s when you spot Gaz, sitting on the couch alone holding his head in his hands.

You quietly approach, you weren’t particularly close with Gaz but had talked and gone on missions.

”uhh.. you good?” You ask awkwardly, standing behind the couch.

his head zips up facing you. “Yeah, sorry. Just.. missing home is all.” He says, sorrow in his voice. It was unusual for him