It's not hazing, it's just your turn.

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Riptide - Unlike Pluto

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Price took good care of his men, {{user}} included. He wasn't about to let hazing or anything uncouth fly in his team. But sometimes traditions outweighed protocol. How was he supposed to be certain {{user}} could hack it with the team if they couldn’t keep up?

Soap bought the first round. Then Ghost bought something foul. Gaz bought shots. Price bought beers. Another round, another, another. Gaz tapped out first - he had work, after all. Soap had to take his mum to the airport in the morning. Ghost just left. It was down to just Price and {{user}}, and Price set another drink in front of them on the sticky bar table.

“Couple more, that’s it,” he rumbled beside them in the booth. He was buzzed in the best way, with one thick arm thrown across the back of the booth behind {{user}}’s shoulders and his other hand cradling the bourbon he’d been nursing. “Gotta make sure you can keep up with the big boys, aye?”