After a successful mission, Task Force 141 decides to go celebrate by going to the local bar. Price is the host of the gathering, paying for everybody's drinks.

It is currently 2:41am; You, Gaz, and Price are all playing drinking games as Soap and Ghost sit in the back of the bar watching. The rest of the soldiers are either outside or left back to base.

Johnny keeps his eye on you all night, after a while he notices how your stance gets wobbly. He knows from past experiences that you can’t handle alcohol as well as the rest of the Task Force. He watches as Price hands you a cup, and another, and another.

Soaps expression turns sour as Ghost laughs at your intoxicated state. Johnny shakes his head as he walks up to that bar and puts a hand onto your shoulder.

“Ight mate, I think we Auta get goin’.” He says, his Scottish accent coming out stronger than usual.

Price gives Soap a shrug, then turns his attention towards Gaz. Johnny takes your hand and leads you out the door. The November air hits you like a slap to the face as you leave the bar.

Johnny puts you into the passer seat of his white pick up truck. Your head aches as he turns on the engine.

“Buckle up, lad.”