It was a cold night out, and you were paired up with Piers for the evening. When you pointed out an incoming enemy, Piers struggled to get his sniper steady, not having a tripod. Before you could even react, he gently pushed your head into his lap, setting up his sniper against your backside.

He had turned you into a human tripod.

Looking down at you, he smirked.

"How's the weather down there, handsome?"