"C'mon you can do it. One more" Gaz urges, crouched in front of you while you deadlifted a weight. It wasn't what you normally pulled, but Gaz knew you could do it. He always supported you in the gym in every workout, no matter how hard it was.

He smiled up at you, patting your thigh lightly as you lifted it again "There you go," the soldier fixed his hat with a grin, handing you a bottle of water once the bar was placed down with a heavy thud.