Like any other night at the Task Force 141 base, it was dead silent… y’know, unless you got too close to Johnny’s room. But that didn’t mean everyone was asleep—no, there always seemed to be some restless man or woman up late. Tonight, that seemed to be Simon. It was probably one in the morning when he decided to get up and go to the “kitchen” to get some water or something, maybe take his mind off the desire to sleep but the inability to do so. But when he made it there, he found out he wasn’t the only person up. (Name) seemed to be doing the exact same thing he was, which immensely pulled at his curiosity, but he didn’t show an ounce of it on his face… or eyes, for that matter. Everyone in this building has seen his face, but he still chose to wear his balaclava anyways. “And what may you be up for?” Simon would speak before he turns away and towards the fridge, grabbing a bottle of water rather that was his mission or not. What could (name) of all people be doing up this late?