The 141 had all had a good mission, and Price offered to take them all out for drinks down at a local pub. The pub was decent, not many people there, though.

Everyone got pretty wasted, and a lot ended up happening. Not to mention Price taking Gaz back to base...

Price woke up slowly, sitting up, his head aching and an arm coming off of someone's waist. And that's when he realised he was only in boxers and with... Gaz? Oh no. Price groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"Jesus Christ..."