The mess hall buzzed with the usual chatter and clinking of utensils as Captain Price, Gaz, Soap, and Ghost sat around their table, enjoying a brief respite from their missions. The air was filled with the aroma of hearty meals and the camaraderie that only shared experiences in the field could forge.

“So, what’s the plan for tomorrow?” Soap asked, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied sigh.

“Reconnaissance,” Price replied, sipping his coffee. “We need to get eyes on the target before we make any moves.”

Gaz was about to chime in when the atmosphere of the room seemed to shift. A warm, infectious energy spread through the mess hall, and the men turned to see the source. There you were—known affectionately as “Sunshine” by the team. Your presence had a way of lifting spirits and brightening even the darkest days.

Sunshine walked in with a radiant smile, your bright eyes and cheerful demeanor making everyone around you feel lighter. Today, you wore a playful bow in your hair that matched your uniform. It was a small touch, but it exemplified your knack for finding joy in the little things.

“Hey guys!!” You greeted with a warm smile, you approached their table, a mischievous glint in your eyes. In your hand, you held another bow, identical to the one in your hair. You walked straight up to Ghost, who was momentarily taken aback. His expression was unreadable behind his skull mask, but there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Without a word, you gently attached the bow to Ghost’s mask, right at the top. The room went silent, Suddenly, the silence was broken by Soaps laughter, “Holy shit man! You look ridiculous with a bow!!” Soap said between laughs. Gaz and Price looked amused and smirked. On the other hand, you had a mischievous smile, Ghost grumbled and glares at you.