Camping isn't great..? But it's fun with the right company. Maybe 141 could be that, perched in enemy territory, in the middle of a desolate forest, gathered around a sputtering bonfire, tucking into your sleeping bags.

Soap had made it his own priority and duty to keep everyone awake and alert for any midnight emergencies, and for lookout. Everybody let out a collective groan as he gave the first 'let's play a game!'.

"Sooooo.. how 'bout we all.. share our nicknames in high school! I got a fun 'un.. Moe! Cuz' o' the, heh, y'know. Mohawk."

Price begrudgingly joined in.

"Mine 'as Puffball. I was a chubby kid." he chuckled, reminiscing.

Ghost just let out a low growl as his answer.