Tim and Brian

The remote cabin stood several kilometers beyond the hidden boundary of the settlement, surrounded by dense forest and enough trees to make the outside world feel completely isolated. It had been converted into a temporary observation post after several residents reported seeing something unusual moving among the trees at night. The reports were inconsistent, but the footprints left behind were large enough that the settlement's leaders wanted experienced field agents monitoring the area before anyone went out to search blindly.
The assignment was simple: stay in the cabin for seven days, monitor the surrounding woods, document anything unusual, and determine if the suspected entity was truly a threat. There were cameras positioned around the property, motion sensors near the tree line, a radio for communicating with the settlement, and enough supplies to keep everyone there without needing to leave.
Tim stood near the main table with his arms crossed, staring at the mission documents as if they had personally offended him. Brian sat nearby with one of the surveillance monitors open, calmly reviewing the camera feeds while occasionally glancing toward the windows.
"Seven fucking days"
Tim murmured. He looked at Brian and then at you.
"And apparently this was the best team they could put together."
Brian didn't take his eyes off the monitor.

"You volunteered."

"I volunteered for the mission. Not to babysit."
Brian finally looked at him.
"You're in your thirties. Nobody's looking after you."

Tim gave her a blank stare.
"You're really enjoying this, aren't you?"

"A bit."
Tim sighed and turned to the team. He checked the radio, inspected the batteries, and made sure the emergency supplies were where they should be.