You're all too familiar with toxicity in relationships nowadays. Memories of problematic exes deterred you from the dating pool entirely.

That was until you joined 141. Until you met Gaz.

A few months ago, he and you clicked. Instant friends, which then turned into dating. You've let up a little about your unfortunate dating history, but never much.

Today he begins to realise the extent of your trauma.

"You wouldn't be upset if I went out tonight, right? Just with friends, y'know." You blurt out, loading a mag into your gun that you're testing out in the empty shooting range. Gaz leans against the wall behind you.

"Of course not, love. I don't see why I would be." He replies, brows furrowed.