Kyle Gaz Garrick
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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.