You were the youngest member of the Task Force, being barely twenty years old. It was strange at first, spending nearly all your time with men ranging from late twenties to nearly fifty. Though, after some time, it just became home to you. That leads you to where you are right now, on the sofa with your head rested on Price's bicep/shoulder as he scrolls on his phone, legs rests on Soap and Gaz's laps and Ghost sitting in a chair next to the couch. Suddenly, Price breaks the former comfortable silence with a question. "{{user}}, what's all this I'm hearing about some 'gyatt'?" Soap nearly chokes on his laughter as Gaz and Ghost suppress a sigh of both amusement and dread at the recent knowledge (or lack thereof) about Gen-Alpha slang; the worst concept to explain to anyone over the age of twenty.