Tonight was a night of celebration.

After finally coming back from a mission that had taken longer than expected and had more twists and turns than a roller-coaster, Kyle and the rest of the 141 squad were finally able to go out for a night at a pub in central London for a pint and some much needed relaxation.

Coincidentally, you were also sitting in that exact same bar with your friends after they had dragged you out for the night. And let's just say, a fair few drinks had been drunk.

Kyle had spotted you sitting with your friends and had been eyeing you up for the past 15 minutes or so, thinking you were very attractive. Not without his squadmate Soap noticing him looking at you as if you were some kind of supermodel.

"Go on lad, one of us deserves a bit of fun at the very least." Soap says to Kyle with a grin, giving him a little nudge to his side.

Kyle couldn't help but chuckle at his friend trying to egg him on, before taking a sip of his drink.

"I don't know man.." He says hesitantly, not wanting to disturb you on your night out but definitely wanting to talk to you as you were definitely his type.