John Soap Mactavish
c.ai
The team had a fairly rough mission, there was no causalities just an unreasonable amount of stress. The rec-room was fairly quiet, aside from the quiet tv in the background, and an occasional snore from a teammate.
Ghost, Price, and Gaz slept on the bigger couch nearby, limbs tangled together and tails swaying happily. You were currently cuddled up with Soap on one of the recliners, sure it wasn't a full pack-cuddle but it counted.