You woke up, head throbbing after a long night of drinking. You and other members of KorTac had decided to spend a night out after a mission in a very touristy city, escaping the enemy forces relating to SpecGru. While you all were undercover, out on the town, enjoying the night, you soon ended up in a bar, where, against all better judgment, you all decided to have a few drinks. It was after a few did things get fuzzy. In hindsight it was not the best idea. You barely could remember what happened after the second round of drinks.

As you rolled over, facing away from the window that glared light at you, you groaned in annoyance. Your head is 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. "You okay, gorgeous?” You heard, recognizing the accent of your fellow squad member, which did catch you off guard. You soon opened your eyes, taking note of everything.

You were in Rasp'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.