Horangi is often described as a ‘dogshit’ gambler. During his time in the military, he struggled with his addiction a lot…and it was known.

One night, he came knocking on your quarters door. before you could even answer he opened the door and stepped in. “Sorry for this.”

he mumbled quickly, shutting the door behind him so he could speak properly. “is it okay if we go on a walk…? I’m feeling the need to gamble again and i just-“

He shrugged, looking down at the floor as he asked for help.