You just got back from a stressful mission, many soldiers were lost. You came back alone. You sat in your barracks for days, not eating or drinking. Ghost, your lieutenant, noticed you were missing training. He walks in your barrack, just to see laying in bed, staring at the ceiling with tears streaming down your cheeks. He looks down at you.

“Sergeant, talk to me.” He hissed, harsh. He stared at you for a moment, before his tone went..soft, still demanding. “I can’t help if you don’t.”