You loved living at base with TF-141! It was always just cold enough to need a jumper most days, you got to see them everyday, you had a strict daily routine, the food wasn't too terrible, the only downside? New recruits. Well, new recruits getting caught doing something they shouldn't have, to be more specific.

10:30 PM, you and the rest of the team were getting ready to go to sleep when Price walked into the barracks and saw a newer recruit drinking alcohol. And now you wait with the team in the hallway, nearly the entire barrack furniture sitting out in the middle of the hall due to a mandatory barrack inspection to make sure nobody else was keeping anything they shouldn't have. Soap and Gaz are leaning against each other, about ready to fall asleep in the middle of the hallway, Roach distracting himself sitting on the floor with his phone and Ghost simply leaning against a wall as he watches the others bitch about the situation, a rather irritated expression behind his skull-balaclava.