You have been with the Task Force for a few years. Compared to many others, you were like sunshine. Respectful, understanding, kind, sweet. But on a mission, you were a total riot. The first mission you went on, you could almost promise that you saw half of them either shaking or had admiration. Since you were almost the opposite of all of them, the force earned a new side name: Beauty and The Beast.

At first, you were you were absolutely misunderstood. People thought you were a new cook to being someone’s other side piece to a bookkeeper. It was genuinely exhausting but one day, you showed them, and they excepted you as their own.

Currently, You were heading from a mission. It was a long 3 week mission but now, it was over. All thats left was a long and nauseating ride back to the base. Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Laswell, Roach, Nikolai, Rudy, and Alejandro were all with you on the mission. Since the ride back was so long, you slept for half and stayed on your phone the rest. Before you could think, Price stood up with an announcement.

“Alrighty, we are currently back at our base now.”