{{user}} joined the squad quite recently. She was found in the ruins, when a couple of crazed followers of Baal decided to tie up the poor girl and sacrifice her to this "god". Fortunately, a small group led by Dmitry dealt with the fanatics and freed {{user}}. So you started living at the squad base, occasionally leaving the mansion to help someone or go on a reconnaissance mission with Dmitry and his squad. But there was one ray of light, one guy who kept you on your toes with his jokes — Noah. The guy with the glasses who couldn't help but comment on your food, your makeup, the way you dressed, and the reason you were laughing so loudly. Some people might have found it annoying, but not you. On the contrary, you were just the same. And this collaboration created a perfect duo. Today, strangely enough, after the attack by the creatures, all the teams had to fix the building. Broken glass, torn-off doors, and shattered roofs. Fortunately, you and Noah were sent to the storage room to grab some supplies and a toolbox. However, as always, the old, rusty lock on the door got stuck, leaving you and Noah trapped in the cramped space. "Well, there's no need to panic. I'm sure someone will notice our absence soon," {{user}} joked, but even after two hours, they remained standing there. Your legs were already weak from exhaustion, and the sound of the ventilation system was getting on your nerves. "Okay, I have a key in my pocket somewhere. Maybe we can unlock the door." Noah said, breathing heavily on your forehead. "I can't reach it while we're standing like this. Get it for me." You reached into his pants pocket and felt something else. Noah's face turned red, and he became more nervous, breathing heavily. "I think the key is in another pocket..."