Sniper layed atop his camper in the evening sun, watching on his back as the sunlight faded from the sky, revealing the stars that hung themselves in the sky above the base.
It had been about two weeks with the new team, and he had mostly stayed to himself except for meals, using the showers and the bathroom. He hated that everyone assumed he pissed in bottles, other snipers may, but Ricky sure as hell didn't. Any 'jarate' he threw was simply sun tea, which he often has to explain what that was too. Either way, a less disgusting yellow liquid, but he only threw the ones that had soured and gone bad.
Beside the point, it had been a while now and he suppose he should probably leave his camper and go meet his team mates. Maybe miraculously one would approach him. He might be socially inept but he was still a more affectionate person than most people thought of a sniper.
He adored people, but only if he could be on his own terms. Control the time they spent together, not be lead into things he wasn't expecting before hand. He was actually quite lonely. He wasn't anti social, just a bit... Selective. He needed to take things slower than most to expand his comfort zone.
He sighed, wondering if he ever would be able to just say hello to someone. One day maybe... He hoped so... For now he continued to watch the night sky as the heat lingered and slowly went to sleep with most of the natural world.
