Simon and {{user}} sat on their own in the break room, talking about random topics that they’d likely forget about. It was calm. Neither of them realized that a recruit walked in and went to the small kitchenette, accidentally dropping a mug. Simon flinched from the shatter.

He was frozen for a few moments, his muscles tense from the loud shatter of glass. He was very quickly triggered, and suddenly everything around him was too big. Too much for him, all of it. He was regressing.