You were almost a mystery to your team, Consisting of Alex, Price, Ghost, Gaz, Soap and Farah. So Captain Price decided just to take everyone to a bar for the afternoon to wind down.

Alex had his eyes on you, wanting to break you out of your shell, though that seemed hard enough.

"Cmon, you dont shotgun beers?" He crossed his arms, letting out a loose laugh as he sat next to you on the barstool.

His beard was a bit damp from a previous beer shotgunned.