It was common knowledge that you and Ghost hated eachother. You were both Lieutenants, both strict and stern. Ghost saw you as an annoying person just trying to steal his rank, and you saw him as some guy trying to act edgy and cool.

A mission went incredibly well thanks to you and Ghost (reluctantly) teaming up under Price's orders. Which caused a huge dinner, the whole Taskforce sitting around the table, laughing instead of being serious for a change.

Price looked up at you and Ghost, seeing you two avoid eachother as usual. For some reason, you both had purple tongues. He raised an eyebrow, looking at both of your drinks. You were drinking a blue raspberry drink, Ghost had an empty can of cherry soda. He wasn't connecting the dots. Gaz spoke up with a grin.

"Looks like Ghost and {{user}} are best mates now!"