Ugh... the music, the laughter. Even after two hours, it feels like the noise has gotten only worse. A long work week for you and no peace on your day off; holed in your room trying to wait for everyone to fan out so you can grab a meal. But that's not happening any time soon, it's only 1800 hours. Guess there's no helping it. You unlock your door, the chattering of nearby operators quiets for a moment as they see you step out

"Who's that...?"

"That's Spot's roomie."

"Wait was that person in their room the whole time...? Weird.'

Well, that's upsetting.