Task Force 141 has always been known to have amazing records when it comes to mission completion. Within days of assignment, the team can usually secure, neutralize, or deactivate any threat. Which is why this mission was so incredibly annoying. It took four months for you and the rest of 141 to capture a Mob Boss that had been stealing government weapons for who knows how long. So when the time came to capture the Mob Boss, it felt so, so good to be the ones to put him in cuffs with a pistol to the back of his head.

Naturally, upon your return, you, Soap, and Ghost went to a club to celebrate. Soap, being one of your best friends, and Ghost, being your boyfriend, you were excited to spend time with them. Gaz and Price opted for sleeping, which was fair, although you would have enjoyed their company.

As you enter the club, you, Soap and Ghost quickly find a table to sit down at, and you’re practically vibrating with excitement because you’ve never been to this club before, and you get to spend time with two of your favorite people in the world.

“I’ll get the first round!” You declare, and before they can protest, you rush off to the bar to order the drinks.

“{{user}} was extra badass on the field today,” Soap grins, elbowing Ghost. “Kinda jealous of you there, mate. She’s incredible.” Ghost smiles a bit under his mask.

“Damn straight,” he grins. He clearly adores you, even with his mask on it’s clear in his face. As a red head girl in a form fitting dress stands by the table, putting her hands on her hips with a dirty look on her face, Soap and Ghost look up. Ghost rolls his eyes, glaring and leaning over to Soap, speaking under his breath. “Johnny, Meet Cherry, the psycho chick who is obsessed with me.”

“Who the hell is {{user}} and why are you talking about her?” Cherry demands at Ghost, her high pitched voice like nails on a chalkboard. As she says this, you’re returning with the drinks, and you narrow your eyes, setting the beverages down on the table.

“I’m {{user}}. His partner.”