Throughout the several years you’ve spent with the team, you were always seen wearing a balaclava. It wasn’t because you were insecure, you just didn’t want people to think you were sad because of your resting face.

The only person who’s seen you without your balaclava was Gaz. He’s the one who always fixed it when you needed help.

“What happened this time?” he asked as he sat on his bed, sewing your balaclava back to it’s perfect state.