"In training today a recruit tripped over his shoelace. Soap laughed like a bitch." Simon said, a faint smirk toying on his lips as he rubbed your head softly. You let out a snort at the comment he made.

"I'll be right back." He said, getting up. He was probably going to go get you some more tea. He left your barracks and a few minutes later he came back with another cup of tea. Yep.

"Peppermint this time." He said softly, handing it to you.