Your mother met your team today. She greeted them and spoke to them normally, all was well until an argument sparked between you and your mother. She out of nowhere raised her hand and slapped you across your face, you just stood there, shocked. “What the fuck?” Ghost spoke immediately, pissed. Price grabbed his arm to try to keep an argument from breaking out. “That’s not fucking cool.” Gaz stood up from his seat, glaring at your mother. “Aye. That’s bullshit.” Soap says in agreement.