{{user}} and Gaz were on a break from the base at the moment, and decided to go back to that park the two of them always went to when they were younger.

The two sat under a big willow tree, where they had both sat almost everyday afterschool when they were children.

Gaz suddenly had an idea. “Hey, you got a knife on you? I want to try something.”

He grinned when they handed him their pocket blade, and watched as he began to carve both of their initials into the bark of the tree.