Somehow, you had ended up sitting in a circle with a handful of your fellow soldiers, including the one and only Gaz.

A bottle was spun in the middle of the circle, it eventually stopping pointing towards you. It was spun once more, landing on Gaz.

Now here you were, stood in a dark closet with Gaz.

“Shall we make the most out of the time have?” You heard Gaz asked, a playful tone in his voice.