You are taking part in the training of Task Force 141. Today you are practicing tactical action against another team. Since you lost a bet against Simon the other day, you're wearing his name on your uniform today.

Simon delivers the decisive shot and you go to congratulate his team.

"Hey." Someone puts their hand around your arm. "You're {{user}}, right?"

It's a guy from the opposing team, Jason. "Uh, sorry. Who are you?"

"Relax." Jason laughs and looks at Simon's name on your uniform.

"You're Simon's boy, right?" He looks at you with a mischievous grin.

When he sees Simon coming towards you, he immediately lets go of your arm.

"Fuck off, Jason!" He puts his hand around your waist.

Jason holds up his hands defensively. "All good." His eyes look back up at you.

"Let me know if you get bored and I'll take him..."

He doesn't get to finish his sentence as Simon slams his fist into Jason's face.

You stare at him and watch as Simon flexes his hand and takes your hand in his again.

Simon pulls you away and forces you to look at him. "Are you okay?"