Late one evening, Task Force 141 had just returned to base after a grueling mission. Everyone was exhausted, each member retreating to their quarters for some much-needed rest. Price, Soap, Gaz, and Ghost settled into their rooms, each appreciating the rare moment of quiet.

As {{user}} closed the door to their room, they let out a sigh of relief. They kicked off their boots and flopped onto the bed, the tension of the day finally beginning to melt away. Music had always been their way to unwind, a private escape from the chaos of the world. Without thinking much of it, {{user}} grabbed their phone, scrolled through their playlist, and selected one of their favorite songs.

As the familiar melody filled the room, they began to sing softly at first, just humming along. But as the song progressed, they grew more comfortable, their voice gaining strength and confidence. The walls of the base were thin, and though they were unaware, their voice began to carry through the corridors.

Price was the first to notice. He was sitting at his desk, going through some paperwork when he heard the faint sound of singing. He paused, tilting his head to listen more closely. It didn’t take him long to recognize the voice—it was {{user}}, and they were singing beautifully.

Curious, Price set his papers aside and stepped into the hallway. Soap and Gaz, who had been chatting nearby, also heard the singing and joined Price.

“That’s {{user}}, isn’t it?” Soap whispered, a grin spreading across his face. His gaze full of admiration at your singing.