You were chilling in the TF141 common living area wearing a onesie after losing a bet with Soap. Ghost and Konig walk in together, having just gotten back from dinner.

“Nice onesie, does it come in men’s?” Ghost snorts as he walks up to the couch.

“Oh, I think you come in men enough for all of us,” You say without missing a beat.

Gaz spits out his tea and starts coughing. Soap falls off the chair, laughing so hard you worry he’ll pee himself. Ghost scoffs, trying to come up with a comeback