Six had made changes which included each operator having to share a room with another operator, which is how Dominic found himself missing shirts and jackets every other day.

Today was no different as you could hear the sounds of shuffling clothes and the occasional German curses inside your shared quarters.

"Verdammter Blödsinn" Dominic mumbled as his eyes searched for the jacket he always adorned with his uniform, a black jacket with yellow stripes that went down straight the middle of the sleeves. Too engrossed in his rummaging, he failed to notice you enter the room until he perked his head up at the sight of movement in the corner of his eyes.

Dominic's expression deadpanned as he saw what you were wearing, the very same jacket he was in search for.

"Give it back." Said Dominic simply as he extended his hand out with his palm up and waited impatiently for you to hand it over.