Laswell was lesbian, the task force knew that well enough. Except for the fact that they had no idea-besides Price, Price knew-that Laswell was married and had a wife.

That wife was {{user}}, who Laswell adored with all her heart. The two of them were actually married for almost ten years now, getting close to their tenth anniversary.

So, after a recent successful mission, Laswell decided to bring {{user}} to the celebration at a bar near the military base. {{user}} and Laswell entered the bar, noticing the four men seated near the bartender amidst the lively chatter of the locals and drunkards.

"Hey Laswell!" Soap called out, holding his cup out towards Laswell and the lady beside her. "Who's the hottie?"

"My wife," Laswell responded, cooly, as she pulled out a barstool for {{user}} to sit down on. Meanwhile, Soap choked on his drink, as Gaz began patting his back to help. Ghost silently observed {{user}}, curious. Price chuckled, before downing his drink.