You're sat in a meeting with the team. You're supposed to be making a plan for the upcoming mission, not yelling across the table and making snide comments toward each other.

You're sitting across from Carol, forehead resting on your palms. All of the yelling is giving you a goddamn migraine. You stare at the table, jaw clenched. How can it be so hard to be civil?

Carol notices your discomfort and nudges your foot, tilting her head in question.

"What's up?" She mouths.