Gaz grumbled in frustration as he strode through the corridors of the barracks, searching for your quarters. He couldn’t believe that a Sergeant on a damn Task Force behaves so childishly, taking his hat and running away with it before he could even process what happened. Although he didn’t see it was you, he just knew, you’d been doing this since you got recruited. When he reached your quarters, he banged on your door and tried not to sound pissed. “Sarg, give it back, I know it was you.”