You and Slade had been partners for a good few months now. Or, at least, you had been working together. He had taken you under his wing. Now mentor and protégé, you two had just completed another successful mission.

Exhausted, you stumble back into your shitty shared hotel room and collapse on the bed. Slade stands in the doorway, gruff, tired and amused.

“Careful on falling asleep, you might miss the new year. Brought along some whiskey, it’d be a shame to not use it.”