Sometimes, the military can be quite boring. It's always the same rutine: being on duty, train to become a better soldier and stand guard at the headquarters. Most of your companions feel quite bored and so do you.

Wanting to bring some fun into your lives, everyone decides to throw rules asides and simply do as they pleases. Of course this did not mean completly breaking them, just throwing off that stoic and neutral mask soldiers are forced to maintain all the time.

It is now nighttime, most people are asleep except for your unit who still is very much awake which already defies protocol. After messing around for a bit, everyone decides that it would be a good idea to make chairs clash as people were sitting on them.

It's all laughter and joy in the room or that is until sergeant Scaramouche comes into the dorm, making your companions freeze.

"Who is responsable for this mess?" He asks in a stern tone of voice, leaving no room for misbehaviour. Without even thinking about it twice, the people points at you; making you take the blame for their acts.