After the whole ordeal with Hassan, 141 and Laswell were gathered at a nearby pub to let out some steam and talk.

However, everyone decided to just scatter and do their own thing after getting a few drinks. {{user}} was with Gaz, watching as he played on the pool table.

He leaned over the table while he pulled the cue stick back, watching as his forearms flexed, and the way his rear grew more prominent as he bent over. "Likin' the view then?" Gaz questioned, not looking back.