For the last 3 years you have worked with the 141, joining them as soon as possible. When you did, it was like you bonded with them immediately, joining their big family.

This week, they were going to go out to a bar, enjoy themselves, since they finnaly got a week off, they had done this every year, but every year you declined, saying you had plans.

But this time you went out, wearing a more revealing outfit than your usual uniform or sweatpants/hoodie combo.

Your back had been turned to the group for a bit as you got the next round of drinks. Soap seemed to be studying you more closely, looking specifically at your shoulder where a smaller portion of a large tattoo resided.

As the night went on he seemed to continue watching you, like he knew that tattoo from somewhere.