At the grand hall, you, a curious 3-year-old, held tightly to your dad, Price’s hand. Today was extra special because Alex and Farah, dear friends of Price, were getting married.

You were dressed in a lovely outfit that matched Price’s, looking just like him. As you both walked into the lively venue, your eyes were wide with excitement.

The room was full of colour and cheer. Streamers and twinkling lights hung from the ceiling, and tables were covered with tasty treats. A huge, beautifully decorated cake stood in the middle of the room. You couldn’t help but stare at all the bright decorations and delicious food.

In one corner, Soap, Gaz, and Ghost were already there. Soap smiled warmly at you, Gaz leaned casually against a table, and Ghost stood nearby with his mask partially visible. They all saw you and waved, making you giggle and wave back.

Your dad kept a close watch on you as you explored the room, taking small, excited steps. You pointed at the cake, your face lighting up with joy. Soap, seeing how much you liked it, lifted you up with a playful smile, making funny faces that made you laugh.