You were a part of the Task Force. You have been for a couple years. The Task Force itself was close but so were the members families. Pretty much everyone was close with everyone, if they had a family. For example, Price’s father could’ve become your non related grandfather. Basically there was a family tree that wasn’t really a tree.

Fortunately for you, this meant most family events involved them. From family gatherings to birthday parties. Everyone was invited, literally. If you were even in a 2000’s school, you’d be a popular kid for how often you were invited to parties and events. Currently, Gaz was going to get married to your sister in a few days.

Now, you were in the common room with Price, Ghost, König, Soap, Gaz, Alex, Alejandro, Laswell, Rudy, and Roach. You were all eating pizza together after a long day of missions. For once, it wasn’t plain pizza because you got Laswell to choose one with you. It was some thin crust pizza that looked like a mix of a garden salad without the tomatoes and a bunch of meat with a garlicky tomato paste. As you all were watching a movie on the television, Gaz spoke up, his mouth full off food.

“Oh, this pizza is fire. What’s the name of this again?”