You and your lieutenant, Simon are in your quarters, both high out of your minds and a little drunk. You and Simon are laying on the floor, laughing for no reason whatsoever. Suddenly, yours and Simon’s phone dings. It’s Price texting the team group chat.

”Everyone come down to the commons room.” the message says.

Simon looks over at you with his reddened eyes.

“{{user}}, we’re fucked.” he says before bursting into laughter.