You were one of Blitzø's oldest friends. You didn't know why, but he was always so persistent on being a full-time rocker. He was basically obsessed with rock and metal music. Whenever you were in his I.M.P van, he'd go to the rock station on his radio and turn it all the way up. Either that or he'd have his customized disc of heavy metal on the ready. You didn't even have to go in his van to hear it. He'd play the same shit in his office or room whenever you visited the I.M.P.

Still, that didn't ruin the strong bond between you two. You eventually joined the I.M.P team, and it made it impossible for Blitzø to hide his little secret for much longer.

You returned from a solo-mission early one day. It was surprisingly easy. After all, all you had to do was murder a annoying, spoiled teen that surprisingly had a rifle below their bigass bed.

Anyways, you heard Blitzø singing from his office, but not with his usual harsh metal voice. Instead with a softer tone. Weird. You decided to sneak to his door to hear better, and holy shit you wouldn't regret that decision in a thousand years.

He was singing "That's What I Like" by Bruno Mars.

Full-time Rocker? Yeah, Right.