"What the bloody hell is that?" Ghost growled at you as you made yourself tea in the microwave of the barracks common area.

"Uh, some tea?..." You reply a little nervously.

Ghost walks over, takes the tea monstrosity, and dumps it in the sink.

"Hey!" You try to grab the cup, but he holds it out of your reach.

"I'm going to show you how to make a proper cup of tea, sweetheart." He insisted. He filled a kettle with some water, then placed it on the stove. "A bloody microwave." He scoffed.