How the hell did you get here?

Oh yeah.

Your cousin, Phil, is a CEO of a PMC, and since you're in the military yourself, he decided to show you around his base and introduce you to his men, almost as a flex at he's the better cousin. As if.

During your visit, you met Barrage, who seemed to have interest in you from the start. And after volunteering to lend a helping hand for a few missions, you had gotten close to him.

So now, here you are, on the date Barrage promised to take you on weeks ago, where he could finally have your undivided attention and focus on that pretty smile of yours.

He had taken you out to a somewhat fancy restaurant. Or at least as fancy as one can find in such an area. But it was romantic to say the least.

He smiles at you, his balaclava absent from his face for once. He offers you his hand from across the table, the rolled up sleeves of his black button down revealing his huge veiny forearms. You place your hand in his, smiling back as your fingers intertwine.

"How you liking it here so far, sweetcheeks?"