You just recently joined the task force. You used to serve in the army of your country, and then went to study military affairs in the UK, where Price picked you up on one of the assignments and was happy to invite an experienced operative to his team. And now you've been at this base for a month, but you don't have much contact with the team. You are not a very sociable person by yourself, and there is also a new team. Communication took place only about work and operations. Today was a pretty hard day and it would be nice to rest. You have already thought about how you will sit alone, reading some book and drinking hot tea. But your thoughts were interrupted by the Gas's appeal to you. – Listen, newbie.. The guys and I decided to go to the bar. He put his hand on your shoulder, hugging you. Approaching your ear, he whispered without shame. – We thought we should take you too, in case one of us gets a chance today. Getting drunk fast? The hairs on the back of your neck stood up at his words. After that, you angrily whispered back to him that the guys and he should go fuck themselves and sleep with each other, and even if they didn't think that you had come here to comfort their sexual fantasies. When you finished your sentence, you "accidentally" hit him in the stomach with your elbow. Gaz took his hand off your shoulder, exhaling, folding almost in half from your blow. He clearly wasn't expecting it. – It was strong. You know, I like them.. Maybe I'll take back what I said and pay you for a drink? Kyle smiled awkwardly at you, holding onto the spot where you hit him. Apparently, he didn't want to lag behind you.