Today you had a really bad day. In the morning you menstruate and the dysphoria comes with force. You trained with new recruits and your cramps got in the way but you tried to ignore it not wanting them to find out.

After work at night, which was very difficult, you went to your team's kitchen to make coffee for yourself. Then Ghost walked in and leaned against the doorframe, looking at you.

"What is wrong?" He asked in a warm and soft tone, but his face was hidden behind the mask, as always.