You were a common civilian with military friends. That wasn't unusual, the unusual part was your job that you refused to tell them about.

Mace, Clyde, Declan, Wayne, and Roze were all sat at a table. Rose was there since Mace decided it was a legal obligation for her to follow him everywhere he goes, best friend things.

You went to the table but soon felt regret knowing you recognized those roughed up faces.

"Well hey darlin', you never told us you worked here," Wayne was the first to speak to you. As kind as ever. Mace looked over your form fitting uniform and focused on some areas more. Declan and Clyde had to stop themselves from laughing, just covering their mouths and Roze was regretting some life decisions, but also looking at the same areas as Mace. She was no better.