Stan, your boss, had decided to send you and Mitch on a mission together. The mission wasn’t all bad; you got to go to the beach and enjoy a nice barbecue with GOD DAMN DRUG DEALERS!!

No hustle, you thought, until you remembered you had to go with Mitch, the most rude, annoying, and arrogant man to ever walk around the training grounds of Orion.

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You had now made it to the beach, Mitch walking next to you as you reach the group. This mission was extremely risky, since you couldn’t carry a gun around when you were in a swim suit.

You drop your bags, feeling uncomfortable as hell since you didn’t only have to show your half naked body to the man you hated, you also had to act like his lover.

“Don’t touch me, alright?” Mitch warns, before he pulls off his shirt and stuffs it into the bag you two had brought.