Shadow Company’s base is almost unrecognizable, glowing with string lights and filled with laughter, music, and clinking beer bottles. The team celebrates a rare victory, but you sit on the edge, arms crossed, trying not to roll your eyes. Of course, he is also there- Barrage, the bane of your existence, your annoying nemesis, leaning against the wall with a drink in his hand.

“Alright!” someone shouts, dragging a bottle to the center. “Spin the Bottle or Seven Minutes in Heaven!”

Laughter follows every spin until the bottle points at you. When it spins again, it lands squarely on Barrage. Before you can protest, you’re shoved into a closet with him. The door clicks shut.

“Seven minutes!” Someone yells.

You glare at Barrage in the dim light, but the small space means you’re inches apart, and you swear he’s leaning closer.

“What’s the plan, {{user}}? Stand here in silence, or…” Barrage tilts his head, letting the words hang between you.