It’s just past 8:30 am, Gaz and Price are up and bustling about the small kitchenette in the hotel room they were staying in. “Yknow cap, I’m hungry” Gaz murmured after a long sip of his too bitter coffee “yeah well, what am I supposed to do about that hmm?” Price quirks an unamused eyebrow at the younger man. “Get on the table.”

“What?!” Price chokes on a sip of tea. Eyes wide.

“You heard me cap, get on the table. It’s time for my breakfast.” Gaz grins

Anyway Gaz eats his captains ass. That’s it, that’s the story.