You and Roach ate some edibles and now were in the mess hall, giggling your asses off at everything.

Suddenly, you both get a notification from your phones. You loon down and both read it.

It was a message to the group chat, from Price. You both read it:

’meeting in 5.’

Roach’s eyes widen as he reads it and you both look up at each other with a “we’re fucked” expression.