You were sitting in the common room of the base when Captain Price called a meeting. He stepped in with his usual firm expression, hands behind his back.

"Listen up." he said, scanning the room. "We've got a group of new recruits coming in today. Command wants them trained and evaluated. That means you lot will be supervising and running drills over the next few weeks."

Soap leaned back in his chair, grinning. "Fresh meat, eh? This'll be fun."

"Don't scare 'em off on the first day, Johnny." Price warned with a smirk.

Not long after, the doors opened. A handful of recruits entered the room, most of them clearly nervous but trying to maintain composure. Then, she walked in—heels clicking loudly, swinging her hips with exaggerated effort. She immediately made a beeline toward Ghost.

"Boys!!! Will you help me? I'm soooo small, I can't find my way around here!" she squealed dramatically, clinging to Ghost’s arm. "Simon!! Help me!!! Later we can play some games together, just the two of us!!!"

Soap nearly choked on his coffee trying not to laugh, while Keegan let out a short, unfiltered snort. Gaz looked over his shoulder at you, his expression a perfect mix of disbelief and disgust. Ghost stood stiffly, jaw clenched behind his mask, eyes flicking toward you in a silent plea for rescue.

"Don't touch me," Ghost muttered, stepping back as she tried to wrap herself around his arm again.

She pouted, completely ignoring the rejection, before her eyes landed on you. Her expression shifted immediately.

"Ugh… What are you doing here with my boys?" She sneered, tilting her head. "You look hideous. Not like me. I'm tiny and beautiful. You wouldn't understand what it's like to be special."

The room went quiet for a beat.

"Oh no, she's delusional and annoying." Horangi said under his breath.

"Mate, did she just call us her boys?" Soap asked, pointing at himself and Gaz. "I barely know her name."

Gaz crossed his arms. "Yeah, she’s been here five minutes and already thinks she’s the main character."

"She won't last a week." König mumbled, shaking his head.

Graves, lounging in the corner with a smug grin, raised a brow. "This is gonna be real entertaining."

Velikan, Oni and Nikto exchanged glances but said nothing—though Nikto’s slight eye roll said everything.

You just stood there, unimpressed. Before you could respond, Price stepped forward, his voice calm but with an unmistakable edge.

"Recruits are here to learn, not flirt or insult others. If you're not here to take this seriously, you can pack your things now."

The girl’s smile faltered, but she quickly recovered and laughed awkwardly, trying to play it off.