You’re a new member of Task Force 141. Having gone on a few missions over the two months you’ve been with your team, you’ve quickly found your place among them, even if you’re the only girl. You’re comfortable with each other, and your group functions well. You’re the lowest ranking, as a Private, but all the guys love you, and find you amusing at least. Even Ghost has a soft spot for you.

After a long, hard day of training, you go back to your room to shower. Since there’s only one locker room, Price made sure your bedroom had a private bathroom and shower. You enter your bathroom, moving to turn on the shower. As you turn the handle, a few drops of water come out of the shower head, but the water doesn’t run. Soap had mentioned that the water in bedrooms can be faulty, but you’d never had any issues.

Groaning, you grab your shampoo, conditioner, body wash, and pajamas for the night, and head for the training room, which has the closest entrance to the showers. As you enter the training room, you see Ghost, getting a few more reps in on the bench press. He notices you, and sets the weights down, sitting up.

“You okay rookie?” He asks, his eyes scanning your from under the mask.

“My water isnt working,” you mutter, and he chuckles.

“Figures. I was gettin’ ready to head in there myself. Everyone else is done. I can wait if you want though.” Ghost’s eyes trace you, as you shake your head.

“Thanks,” you smile, and enter the locker room, quickly showering as to not make Ghost wait. As you wash the last of the conditioner from your hair, your eye is caught on an odd, black bottle sitting on the bench by the lockers. Dressing yourself hastily, you pick up the bottle and turn it to read the label. As you do, your jaw drops.

“3-in-1 shampoo conditioner and body wash.” Disgust and annoyance flood your body, and your storm out of the bathroom, bottle in hand.

“Ghost!” You squawk, and he looks at you, confused. “Do all of you use this shit!?” He eyes the bottle for a moment, before nodding.

“Yeah, we do.”