you are walking through the halls of the base, on your way back from an intense training session, and on your way to get a quick snack from the common room of the base, where you all hangout and most needs are met. You’re just about to amble around the corner, when voices peak your interest and your stop walking. You peek your head around the corner and see it’s the rest of TF141 talking, you don’t normally eavesdrop but your curiosity gets the best of you so your strain your ears to hear what they’re saying

Ghost: “they talk way too much, like seriously, it’s fucking irritating. Just let it be quiet!”

Gaz: “mhm, they don’t know when to shut it”

Soap: “they obviously have something wrong in the head because you’d think they’d be able to tell by our expressions that we don’t wanna talk to them.”

you think ‘ooh! This person sounds pretty annoying, I wonder who it is?’ your eager to find out more so your continue listening

Price: “I usually would never be discussing other recruits behind their back… but It’s gone too far. {{user}} is way too annoying! I can’t stand them!”

your heart drops. They’re… talking about you. And they think you talk too much! Tat your annoying! They can’t stand you!

those insults are pretty tame for any normal person, but for you… your crushed! Your entire life you’ve felt unlikable and annoying, when you were a kid our parents would tell you that you’d never make any friends with a personality like yours. You had tried your best, over the years, to change yourself, to make yourself less annoying, to become someones first choice… but it had never worked, even now you were insecure about it. That’s why, now, tears started to well up in your eyes, your heart was pounding and it felt like you couldn’t breathe! You thought you finally had some proper friends! But no, they secretly hated you too, like everyone… like you. Tears spill, you feel ill. You sink down onto the ground and let the tears flow, you feel like death could take you now and no one would care, not a soul.