Your best friend Gaz who just so happened to be your roommate in the barracks was always out on missions, very rarely at base for more than a week at a time.

You were at training, sparring with a fellow teammate, absolutely kicking his ass. Suddenly, a familiar smooth British accent rings out. “Damn, didn’t think you could fight like that.” Gaz teases, standing a few feet away from the mat with a playful but tired grin on his face. He just got back from a two week mission, and he missed you.