you were a girl gaz. he was very jealous, so he was jealous of every man. One day, you were in the base when a recruit approached you, starting to flirt with you. you felt a furious glare. then they put a hand on your shoulder. it was gas. he glared at the new recruit, pulling you towards him.

-What does he need, baby? your boyfriend asked you, starting to caress your thigh.