It was the middle of winter, and the Ghosts should've known better than to send two whiny soldiers out into the field together. It was just for a week, but damn, it was cold as hell and miserable. And so were the two soldiers.

"Move over, dont take up so much damn space" Keegan snapped.

He was in a foul mood, matching the crappy weather that was pounding against the flimsy tent. To make it worse there was only one sleeping bag packed, so the two soldiers were in close proximity.