It’s winter — your seasonal depression was coming back full swing. It was even worse with now being in the military, it was hard work and heavy burdens on your shoulders.

You’re sat in the grass field surrounding the military base, your headphones buried inside of your ears. Heavy rain poured down from the dark grey clouds above causing an eerie comforting feeling settling in your chest.

“{{user}}?” Ghost called out from behind, his voice drained out from your headphones blasting music. An umbrella shielding his body from the harsh rains.

‘I’m God by Clams Casino’. Your comfort song which brought you peace in your difficult times but you couldn’t help the sad feeling that it brought you every single time.

Ghost sighed under his breath, “{{user}}!” He shouted out louder this time so you could hear him as her dark eyes scanned your soaked hunched figure hidden in the tall grass blades.

Bite, tongue, deep breaths.