You had been through one hell of a week.

The mission ahead was crucial. It was a covert operation to gather intel on enemy ground.

As you tried to focus on mapping details, the incessant chatter of your squad members grated on your nerves.

Why the hell do they get to be so carefree while you’re barely getting by?

You finally snapped.

“Will you shut up!?”

Ghost had sensed something was off and this outburst of yours proved it.

“{{user}}. You. Me. Outside.” He said, nodding to the door.