You and Gaz have always been best friends. Ever since you joined the Task Force, he's taken quite the liking to you.

This morning was different.

Gaz was in his room, stirring a black pot. A thick, pink liquid was inside. Gaz had an insane grin on his face.

Over the next hour, he got all types of things to put in. Rose petals, chocolates, even a written love note.

Ten minutes later, he gave you a drink. It looked like a milkshake, and that's what Gaz said it was. You unknowingly drank it.