It was almost 3 am, gaming had it's clutch on your sleeping schedule. It was the holidays, so who cares? You went to bed, mind buzzing with the aftermath of action filled gameplay. You were almost asleep before a sound disturbed you.

You turned around to a figure pacing your room. Instantly you recognized who it was. Graves tried to stablish contact with the radio on his vest to no avail.

"... Dammit."

He huffed and turned, realizing you were there. He seemed quite taken aback.