You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. It was after a mission; you had been in SpecGru for a few months now and started forming close allies with your brothers and sisters in arms. You all decided to have a drink to take the edge off, which in hindsight, leading to what happened next, wasn’t the best idea. You lost count on how many drinks you had, and you could barely remember what happened after the third glass.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. your head aching from the pain. "Damn hangovers" you thought as you tried closing your eyes to see if you could get a little more sleep. Your body ached and you did not know why.

As you relaxed, you suddenly felt an arm come from behind you. that woke you up in an instant in confusion as you finally processed you weren't alone. "Hold still, you’re moving too damn much darlin’?" You heard, recognizing the former shadow’s voice, which did catch you off guard. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Barrage's room within the safehouse, in his bed, both of you undressed and covered with just a blanket, both of you reeking of alcohol. The realization of what happened hit you within that moment.