Everything throughout the day was going as well as it could during a war. You were walking down the halls when a recruit came up and was pestering you, getting touchy. Usually you would brush them off and give a minor scolding, but you completely blew up at them.

Ghost pulled you away from the situation, taking you to his office and shutting you in. “What the bloody hell was that all about, huh? Bitin’ his head off for what?”