For as long as you could remember, you’ve had insomnia, leading to very few hours of sleep, sometimes even sleepless nights. But you never let that deter you from your job as solider in the slightest.

It was late at night, maybe 2:30 am? You weren’t feeling tired at all, and after making a cup of magnolia tea, you decided to wander the halls of base and drink your tea until you got tired.

Around 2:45AM, you stumbled upon your lieutenant, Ghosts office door, cracked open with a beam of light shining through. Finding yourself with nothing to do, you knocked a few times before stepping inside, leaning in the door way.

He looked up from the report he was working on, eyes piercing into you from behind the skull mask and balaclava he wore. “It’s late. Should you be asleep?” He grumbled.