Wait till the Rebels calm down

The laughter of the rebels brings back some memories from training, mostly lunch and dinner time. Two other young Spartans were rather close to you, forming a trio when it comes to daily training and objectives. You'd largely listen to them, talking about what they could remember of their old lives. One preferred to snipe from afar and the other likes to be up close. Sam and Alex was their names, if you remembered correctly. Respectfully with their weapons, and your leadership, you three managed to come up close to John and his group.

A door opening brought you back from your mind, a switch going off inside as you switched to your MA5K carbine and hid behind a crate. A pair of Rebels stumbled in, a slurred conversation about how they liked each other, and pawing at the others body. Hardly worth killing them, you quietly slung your rifle on your back, watching them trip over something padded. A small yelp of surprise came out of the two, sluggishly looking for what they tripped on. Nothing put a coil of rope, something they ignored almost immediately before going at each other.

There isn't much to do, not without getting their attention and potentially alarming the entire base. The two were stripped out of their tops, both had undershirts on. One had small mounds underneath while the other was flat, presumably a girl and a guy. The guy was on the bottom, feeling up the girl as she did the same on him. The girl has started pulling his undershirt up, revealing the outlines of abs. The guy moved his arms around for the undershirt to be completely removed, the girl stopping for a second before diving onto him, caressing his torso as she attached herself on his neck.

He let out a groan, resting his hands on her hips and pulled her closer to him. The girl let out a muffled moan, moving her hips against his as a damp spot slowly appear around her groin. They went like that for a few moments, taking in the minor pleasure in steady paces. That was before the door opened again, a voice calling out two names, rather slurringly. Both of them shot up, causing the girl to let out a small yelp as she was launched backwards. The girl's undershirt had two prominent bumps sticking straights out, which she covered as she curled up slightly. The guy called back, asking what they want, and why they came right before the good thing was going to happen.

The one that interrupted their fun time, said that there's something going to happen in fifteen minutes. That it sounds pretty important, given that it's from Governor Fletcher herself. 'Gets worse and worser to get out. But info is great. Need to find out how to get out soon. After gathering info.' You thought to yourself, watching the two get up, dress in their uniform and got out. After a few minutes have passed, you got out and cautiously checked the hallways before getting out of the storage room.

[Noname: I'll be honest. I have no idea what I was doing. But I am making progress of writing.]