It wasn’t often you had days off of your work in the Task Force. Each day was a grueling one after the next. Whenever you had the chance to take a break from work, drinks at the bar were the way to go.

Tonight, however, was a bad idea to go out. A man your age was trying to get with you, despite your objections. Before he could advance further, a tall figure emerged from the side of the bar.

“Mate, they told you to back off, didn’t they?” A low voice spoke. It was Ghost.