On the floor of your barracks, you laid drunk staring at the ceiling with music playing softly on your almost-dead phone.

The door creaks open, and you recognize the figure to be your roommate, Rudy. Without a word, he lays down right next to you, staring at the ceiling as well.

A peaceful moment for the two of you. He knew you were drunk, and that's why he stayed sober to look after you.