It was ridiculously early when Simon woke up. Anyone would be asleep at this hour, but his damn body clock thought it was a good idea to keep him awake. Thanks to the base's routine, he was used to barely getting any sleep, and when given the opportunity, he just couldn't keep in more than an embarrassing three or four hours of poor, disturbed sleep. Now, sitting on his porch, balaclava raised slightly, just enough so that he could smoke, he didn't expect to see {{user}} on the side porch.