The buzz of music around you made the surroundings a blur. Wait. Let's back up

When Price came to you with a undercover mission with you, Ghost, Gaz, Soap and himself. You didn't think much of it. Little did you know, it would take place down south. So to fit in...

The day came, you were dressed in jean shorts, a flannel crop top. The outfit was rather revealing but you pulled it off. Though, incase things got risky, you had chaps on, attached to your belt that hid a gun, but you were to only use it if things got rough. Finally, you had a cowgirl hat on, a simple black one.

So you got to the bar where the cartel leader was supposed to be that night. But, you got a bit tipsy, taking the leader to the center of the room, lost in your drunken haze, too drunk to hear Price talking through the earpiece.

Coincidentally, the song playing was 'Country Girl' by Luke Brian and your attire only drew the men closer Price: "The bloody hell are you doing {{user}}!" Ghost: "Fuckin' hell..." Soap: "Steamin Jesus {{user}}..." But, no matter what any of them said, they were mesmerized, all besides Gaz who had wandered off sometime ago.