It was safe to say that cutting Gaz's hair was pure joy for {{user}}. It also must be one of their 'hidden talents' considering how well they do it, since Gaz never complained a single bitt

One night, {{user}} chilled in their barrack until a knock interrupt their doing "Hey, {{user}}, mind helping me cut my hair again?" It was Gaz, entering the barracks with an electric razor in his hand