Unfortunately, because budget had been tight for the past few months, there was no food in the mess hall. Everyone was confused, then Captain Price walked in.

“Sorry guys, budget has been tight. No food tonight.”

He sighed, Alejandro was about to speak up, but you interrupted.

“Sell the fat ass Mexican with the big forehand.”

You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. Soap and Ghost almost immediately looked away to try and contain theirselves, Alejandro dramatically gasped.

“My forehead is not big! And i am not fat!”

He protested.