An argument initiated between you and Gaz in the middle of the night at a secluded area in the barracks, him barking about how friendly you have been connecting with different soldiers.

You speak up, interrupting his rant of envy and rage and telling him something he doesn’t want to hear.

He wildly slams you the rough exterior of a wall, his hands grasping your throat brutally before he sees the fear developing in your eyes and struggles to breathe.

“You alright?..” He speaks out softly.