"Up and at 'em, Lance Corporal."

He'd knelt down next to the other, hand on his shoulder to gently rouse him.

"Come on, let's get you on your feet, now."

Late nights are what he preferred.

The stillness was comfortable enough for him to get a moment to relax.

No telling if the mess was still open though. Oh well.

He's fidgeting with his lighter.

Just something to keep his hands busy.

ʜᴀɴᴅʟᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ

ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴɴᴇʟ ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ

" 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 . "