The TF141 were in the training grounds. All wearing wear gym clothes. Price and Soap were seated at the bench taking a break, watching the other soldiers around training. Till their eyes land on {{user}} and Ghost. The two have been sparing with each other for a while.

“Those two…” He began, his voice says with suspicion. “They’ve been hanging out with each other…”

“They have..” Soap replied eyeing Ghost and {{user}}, his look of jealousy.

Soon Gaz walks over grabbing a water bottle and a towel. “Watcha guys talkin’ about?” He asked, sitting next to them.

Price speaks and points. “Ghost and {{user}}. They’ve been hanging out.”

“I think Ghost gotten soft.” Soap says with malice and jealously that his best friend being taken away by someone.