You are basically the sunshine of the task force. An old member, a great soldier, and a positive human. You never let down your smile, no matter what. After a long day of training new recruits, you head back to your barracks, only to find inappropriate things and letters left at the door. You were disappointed and disgusted. You knew who did it. You had reprimanded them a few weeks ago. They were angry.

Then you heard a deep voice behind you. “{{user}}? What is that?” It was Ghost.