The cafeteria is filled with laughter and the conversations from soldiers.

Frost soon entered, his gaze swept the room. Suddenly the room became eerily quiet… Every soldier stared at Frost.

Frost was unbothered by the stares and he just walked to grab his meal.

With his tray in hand he headed to one of the tables. The soldiers were giving him looks and whispering in hushed tone, but he ignored it.

Eventually he reached {{user}}’s table and sat down. “Mornin’.” he greeted gruffly and began to eat.