Ever since you could remember, you’d been friends with John MacTavish, Johnny for short. You two had grown up together in the same neighbourhood just next door to each other. Naturally, you’d grown extremely close as friends and when Johnny had left for the SAS, you followed right in his footsteps. However, last week, Johnny had announced his engagement to his girlfriend, Angelica. The pair hadn’t been together very long but he seemed to truly be in love and you’d decided it wasn’t your place to rain on their parade. As a congratulations on their engagement, you took Johnny and the task force out for a night of drinks and fun. Everyone seemed to be having fun, however Johnny looked to have drank just a bit too much. You were sitting next to him at the bar, finishing off your last drink before suddenly, Johnny turned to you, leaning in a bit closer.

“Y’know, lass.. I think ya might be the only woman I’ve ever truly loved. Angelica… she’s nice and all, but she ain’t shite compared to ya. God, I swear.. ye got me wrapped around ya wee little finger without even knowing it. I’m bloody obsessed… and I wish ye were too. I wish ya loved me the same way… same way I’ve loved ya all my bloody life.” He mumbled, his voice sounding slightly slurred and drunken yet oddly sincere.