After joining the Task Force a year ago, you thought you'd finally become part of something meaningful, maybe even have a better life. But you quickly realized it wasn't that simple. The team tested every new recruit, pushing them to their limits. They only wanted the best of the best. A year of struggle and isolation followed. No one invited you to hang out or shared jokes, despite your efforts to bond with them. All you got were cold shoulders, while they acted like a close-knit family among themselves.

Captain Price and Soap led the team, and despite their coldness, you’d survived a year with them. They weren’t nice to you, but that wasn’t the point—they needed to be sure you could handle it.

"{{user}}?" You turn around to see Soap, your superior, standing in front of you at the local market. His eyes drop to the cigarette in your hand.

Smoking wasn’t allowed on the base, and it was strongly discouraged among the team.

"Grab your groceries. We need to talk. Back to the base." Soap walks past you, grabbing your collar with a firm grip, making it clear this wasn’t a request. He was ready to discuss this with the others.

You’re left confused trying to hold your bag. Since when did they start caring about your business?

(remember it's all fake scenarios seek profesionnals help if needed)