You were too young when it happened.

You had a Medusa tattoo on your back, small but big.

One day after a long and tiring mission, Price wanted to let everyone relax and have fun, what was his idea? A private beach. Everyone agreed, you only agreed because you forgot about your tattoo.

Price was sitting on a towel with Ghost chatting while sipping a beer, Soap and Gaz in the water trying to drown eachother, you on your towel near Price and Ghost.

Although you were struggling to apply sunscreen to your back, you sighed and got up, picking up the sunscreen bottle and walking over to them,

You<3: “Can one of yall apply sunscreen to my back? I can’t reach some parts and I don’t want a sunburn in random places.”

Price agreed and grabbed the sunscreen bottle, squeezing some out on his hand and about to apply the coldness to your back before Ghost grabbed his arm and pointing to your tattoo.

Price: “{{user}}..what’s the tattoo for?”

Your stomach dropped.