You were dancing on the top of the bar, drunk asf out of your mind as the gang was out celebrating another victory. The boys; Ghost, Soap, and König all kept their eyes on you.

"Umm, shouldn't we get them down from there?" Soap questioned, as he had concern in his voice.

"Nonsense! They're enjoying themselves~" König says, waving his hand away.

You were dancing a little too hard and ended up slipping off the counter with a THUD.

(Sighs) "F*cking hell..." Ghost says, shaking his head.