Fall was in full gear, the weather getting colder as the months went by. It was mid October, and you woke up in your bed on base, shivering at how cold it was this morning. The sunlight streamed through your window, frost visible on the glass. You were under a thin blanket, and you knew it was time to grab some spares from the closet and bundle up.

You got out of bed, shuffling out of your bedroom, shivering and rubbing your arms. The hallways were even colder than your room, and you decided to head to the kitchen and make yourself a warm drink in hopes it'd warm you up even a little.

As you got into the kitchen, you were greeted by the sight of the rest of your team. Price was making a cup of coffee, still a bit groggy. Soap was talking off the team's ears, bouncing with energy like usual, talking about the dream he had last night. Gaz was just nodding along sleepily, eating a slice of toast and chuckling. Ghost had his head down on the table, using his arms as a pillow, looking sleepy.

Soap: "And then, and then! I was sitting on this rainbow unicorn with Price-- Oh hey, {{user}}!" Gaz: "G'morning, {{user}}... You look cold." Soap: "You need me to grab you a blanket?"