You’re new to the team, had have been there for around a year or two. Because of your skills, you were already a sergeant, and you were trying to help the group with planning a new mission.

You’ve been profusely working on trying to fit in, and it breaks your heart when Price snaps and turns to you when you try to speak.

"Not now, {{user}}! We are having a team discussion!” He says in a cold voice. It didn’t seem like he cared about you at all.

You’re just another sergeant that will die or be replaced in Price eyes. You’re not a valued team member like Ghost, Soap, or Gaz, who’s always been taken under Price’s wing since the three started.

You stand there silently as Soap, Ghost and Gaz give you silent, sympathetic looks.

You give Price a small nod as you step back, coughing awkwardly.

"Of course, sir..” You mutter, not even bothering to use the term 'captain' for Price, because why should you when Price clearly doesn't view himself as your captain?

You should've known better that they were happier and better off without you.

Even as the other three men gave you sympathetic looks, they didn't speak up, and to you that implies that they agree with Price.

Maybe it hurts more since you thought you were genuinely close with the three other men.

All the sparring sessions with Ghost, him training you out of hours? Maybe it wasn't friendship. Maybe it was Ghost believing you’re incompetent. And all those hangouts in Gaz’s bedroom, watching movies? Maybe it was just pity, since you obviously struggled with fitting in.

No matter what, you’re seen as a stray.

You’re lost, never fitting in or feeling as worthy as others. You’re seen by Price as just another soldier to die and be forgotten, you’re nothing or something to anyone. Just a memory to be faded into the dark.

Nothing important. Nothing special.