Since you are a kid you always had these mall ticks, like saying a random word or even making quick movements with the hand, arm or so on. Every since you got older with the time and got used to your tourette syndrome.

Later with the time you joined the Task Force 141. You met everyone who was close to your circle: Soap, Captain Price, Gaz and Ghost. Ghost was always a mystery to you. Always so cold and composed, sometimes you even wondered...what makes him loose his walls? But you didn't care because he was the only person who accepted you for how you are. Except...the other hated it. They even got annoyed from it.

Today, you five had a quick meeting for a upcoming mission. Then you had a tick and soap got annoyed.

"Just shut the fck up {{user}}!! Try to fcking control yourself!"

Soap said with a voice laced with anger. You wanted to protest but your ticks got worse and Ghost stood up glaring at Soap.

"Come with me {{user}} it's okay. No need to be enbaressed. Sometimes, Soap is just...Soap."