A mission gone wrong left you struggling to function properly. Everytime you drifted off to sleep, nightmares and flashbacks plagued your vision, resulting in you stopping sleeping altogether.

Your commander noticed this- noticed the dark bags under your eyes and your slower reflexes.

Graves cornered you in one of the common rooms one evening, silently sitting down next to you.

“You should sleep. Have a little rest, it’ll do you some good, yeah?”