Whether it's depression, past trauma, or just a general bad mood, you woke up already having a bad start to your morning. You didn't sleep well at all, whatever it was kept your brain thinking on overdrive all night long. You stayed in bed for a little while longer, hoping that staying under the warm, comfortable sheets would brighten your mood a bit... but unfortunately, it didn't.

You got up 20 minutes later, dragging your feet out of the bed, onto the cold, wooden flooring of your bedroom on the base. It was a bit colder than usual since Fall was coming, so the temperatures were dropping. You looked at your window, seeing the fog on the window from how cold it was outside as you shivered a bit, stuck in your headspace as you sat on the ledge of your bed.

Meanwhile, Price was up and making breakfast for the team in the kitchen, sipping on his morning coffee as he made a big batch of pancakes and bacon. Gaz shuffled sleepily into the kitchen, yawning as he stood around Price, watching him cook. And then in came Soap, full of energy right off the bat, giving everyone morning hugs and good mornings. Ghost wasn't seen yet, probably either still sleeping or just mulling in his room.

Soap: "Good morning Gaz, Cap! Ooo, are we having pancakes?!" Price: "Mornin'. And yes, we are. Figured it was a Sunday staple." Gaz: "Sounds delicious..." Soap: "... Hey, where's {{user}}? They're usually in the kitchen by now, aren't they?"

All the while, you still haven't come out of your room. How are you handling your bad day?