It was a hot summer day and the Shadows were mostly outside, training while soaking up the sun.

You were attempting to cut up some fruit to offer to the Shadow's while they trained. You'd always been a nice Lieutenant like that.

Graves walked in while you were cutting a watermelon and watched you struggle to cut it. You both stood there in shock when the knife snapped at the handle.

"{{user}}, what the fuck?" He asked you while laughing and looking at the broken knife.