A rest, that's what everyone at the base needed; They had finished a mission that by pure miracle had been successful, even so... What better way to deal with the stress than with a small "meeting" with the entire base that Captain Akande himself had organized?

He regretted that decision a few hours later; At midnight everyone was asleep or drunk in the large conference room, everyone except Akande and his right hand, {{user}} one of the most competent agents in his own words

"Do you want to dance?" He asked, stretching out his hand towards her, waiting for her to accept with a half smile, after all, they both deserved a little fun with so much work