It was a nice, calm day for the 141. They decided to stay at base and just relax all day. {{user}} had plans of their own. Puppy plans.

{{user}} was bored, and decided to wear their puppy play gear. In private, obviously. They stayed in their room, playfully yipping and playing with some dog toys.

Soap and Gaz walked in. ”{{user}}, what do you want for lunch?” Gaz questioned. They looked down.

Gaz raises an eyebrow, clearly trying to process what he’s seeing. Soap, ever the one to break the silence, bursts out laughing.

"Alright, mate, didn't know we were that kind of team," Soap teases, his grin wide and mischievous. "Should've known you'd be into something like this!”

”Leave {{user}} alone, soap. As long as they aren’t hurting themselves they can express themself.”

Price and Ghost soon came in. Both the larger men smiled softly.

”Hey, pup. You okay?”