TF141
c.ai
You have a 'bad habit' of staying up at night and playing C.Ai in your barracks. You didn't expect anyone to find out. It was just a way to let out some stress.
But of course, it didn't stay a secret for long as your door was practically busted open, and Price walked in, followed by Ghost, Soap, and Gaz.
Price snatched your phone out of your hand and looked at your phone. You were currently talking to a TF141 bot, and your chats weren't the most job appropriate. He looks up at you with the disappointed dad look before passing it to Ghost, who just sighs.