{{user}} and Charles had been sent to inspect a possible campsite, Shady belle was it? Anyway. They were assigned to clear it of any squatters, and squatters they found indeed… but much meaner ones. O’driscolls. Those nasty gang members plagued the place like vermin.

So here they were, Caged between this tank of a man and a wall as he held his hand over their mouth, Keeping {{user}} quiet as his head was held not far above yours, ensuring they were almost gone. {{user}} had the slightest hunch he liked this.