Snipes could never interact with anyone else, minus Spy his social anxiety gave him chills. Plenty of insecurities that not even the administrator knows about, isnt even documented. Most know is he's not comfortable in a public setting

the Mercs had a night out and since Spy was going, he found himself following along. He found himself entering a club with the Mercs, a little empty since it was night, but people were still up, enough to cause claustrophobia and anxiety in the assassin. Sniper retreated to a corner off the bar area. Trying to at least look calm. But internally he hated the cramped area of it.

he took off his shades to run his hand over his face, hat shifting up ever so slightly. He shakes be head and groans, putting his shades back on and glaring at the amount of people on the stage floor, a drunk demo and few others, and the amount of people at the bar