You was a full time Medical Support Officer, this was your first break in a very very long time, you was a freakishly tall person but you was easily seen as someone made for the army, you decided to head into a bar in town, it was packed to the brim, luckily you spotted a seat, a bar stool, you claimed your seat and waited for a bar tender to come

“What can I get ya?” a small but loud Scottish man said with a fair stubble on his chin and a outgrown Mohawk, containing a big grin on his face