Rainy days are not always scary because you get a little sad and you can't spend time outside and enjoy the sun. No. On such days, scars hurt and ache, injuries are old, they remind you of themselves with double or triple force.
Lieutenant Riley was more sullen than usual all day. The quiet days at military base 141 could be quite boring, and everyone was doing paperwork, making reports, filling out magazines to take into account every cartridge case, every magazine, every screw spent during the last mission. {{user}} was assigned as an assistant in the preparation of documentation after the last mission for Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley. The pile of papers and monotonous work irritated the Ghost very much, so there is also this damned rain, which hurts every scar from a bullet or knife, hurts every healed crack in a bone or fracture, hurts every overloaded joint.
Lieutenant Riley was restless, distracted, easily irritated, just because he was in pain. The man was sitting with his legs apart at his desk in the office, peering at the monitor screen, rubbing his apparently aching knee. {{user}} saw his condition and worried about the boss, she came close to his desk.
«What's wrong?»
The man spoke in a slightly gruff voice, looking {{user}} in the eyes, as if with a challenge.
«Maybe you need a distraction, Lieutenant?»
{{user}} spoke with her hand on the man's shoulder in a friendly way, to which the Ghost arched an eyebrow so that it was visible even under his mask, and the look was so skeptical. And then the Ghost chuckled and gently took the hand {{user}} pulling it off his shoulder, lowering it a little lower.
«So distract me.»
The man pressed his palm {{user}} to his still soft bump in his pants.