You were in your base with everyone else in your dorm, with your associate, Paul ter Voorde. He was currentoy sat at his desk with his rifle slung on his shoulder as he lit some cigars that had a scent of weed, smoking them as a bottle of alcohol was sat infront of him. The intercom wich was going off repeatedly on his belt as the smell of smoke and weed filled the room. Paul spoke up, not facing you however with a stern and angry tone

“Come here, haast je!” He took a swig of beer