Summer was coming close and everywhere was burning hot, The whole Task force was out of the base Chill and Drinking.

You walked around instead of wearing shorts, You wore a skirt and noticed how Everyone kept eyeing you but didn't think much of it.

Price: "Woah, Look at {{user}} over there."

Ghost: "Damn."

Soap: "Holy shit.."

Gaz: "Damn is right."