It was the beginning of January, you and the rest of the Shadows had just celebrated new years a week prior.

Despite everyone’s high spirits, the weather was absolutely freezing, which is why you were absolutely flabbergasted to see your commander Phillip Graves stood outside in a T-Shirt and shorts, smoking a cigarette.

“Graves?” You raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you cold?”

“No.” He replied simply, however you could see him shivering.