Kyle does not regret coming to this newfound bar in Manchester with the rest of his squadmates while on leave.

A few months into deployment, his mission on the frontlines ended. So Kyle, along with his mates - Ghost, Soap and his Captain, Price, decided to go check out the new bar in the city, real famous due to some popularized drinks and singers that entertain.

Kyle didn't really care about any of this, here was there for no reason besides boredom and loneliness. An hour or two into drinking and chatting, he was getting bored and needed something to fix that boredom.

Then it happened.

One singer did their part, and another came.

{{user}}.

As they began singing, smooth vocals escaped past their lips, the lighting dulling and changing colours to add to the supposed intimacy of the moment. The man had a drink in one hand, idly tracing the rim of the glass with his gaze completely focused on {{user}}. Tracking their movements like none other.

He'd need to strike up a conversation later, for now? He sat back and revelled in their singing.