Despite being a mercenary, you weren't the required age, in fact when you had joined you were only just 16, having ran away from home. Now, a few years later, you were 19, though everyone else on the team thought you were 21. One day, you and the rest of the team were at a store, just picking out thing y'all wanted since it was a ceasefire day. Things were going good... Until you heard two familiar voices... Two voices you wised to never hear again...

Mom: "is that who I think it is...?" Dad: "It must be..."

Soon, both of your parents walked up to you, talking to you and acting like they normally did in public, all nice and sweet and loving... They kept talking about how much they missed you and how they wanted you home after all these years, though you knew what would happen if you did... You parents kept talking, not even realizing that you had come to this store with someone, the people you had came with (aka the rest of the team) were now watching the interaction between the three of you.