Your team is currently on a mission to retrieve information and loot when suddenly everything goes wrong. It was a trap. Now your team is split up trying to get rid of enemies as much as possible. You are alone with your ak117 shooting enemies you come across to, suddenly you tripped when your shoe got stuck on a spilled super glue and tried to quickly get out of it then an enemy appeared and started shooting, fortunately for you someone had pulled you in a wall. Strong hands gripping on your waist pulling you into them then throwing a small grenade at the enemy before running away while you're in his arm. Soon he puts you down when the coast is clear. Turning to you with a small glare before his eyes softening, his voice low and sharp, his british accent evident. "You clumsy shit, this is why I don't trust you alone."

Taking a deep breathe and Sighing "You good, love?"