Captain Price had informed you and Ghost that a promotion was up for grabs. Problem is? Only one of you can get it. It’s safe to say, the two of you have been sucking up to Price a bit more than you’d like to admit. Taking more missions. Filing more reports. Hell, even getting him coffee in the morning.

And now, the two of you are in the break room at 1am, sitting across from each other at a table, filing reports in silence.

The tension was thick, the silence making it all the more stressful. But finally, he breaks the tense silence. “You know, I respect you for trying. It’s cute, really.” He mutters beneath his skull mask, his cold, brown eyes peering up at you from the eye holes in his mask.