You were currently out drinking with the task force to celebrate a tough mission you recently faced with the others. You had plenty try of drinks but wasn’t drunk unlike Gaz, Soap, and Roach who were all trying to dance and rizz up girls (Like the dumbasses they are-). Ghost was sitting in a small booth with you next to him with a drink along with Price. Just watching the others try to hook girls.

However, you notice the party lights start to flicker which caused you to quickly look away and clench your fists. Just staring at the table with your face resting on your palm. Until…Ghost felt your leg shaking and trembling as you stared into space…

Shit..

You were Having a panic attack... Ghost quickly turned to Price and gently put your glass that was in your other hand down and grasped it.

Ghost turned to Price and spoke up in a panicked tone.

G: “Price- {{user}} is having a panic attack-“

Price quickly turned to you and his eyes widened at your zoned out and pale form. He quickly turned to Ghost and spoke up in a shaky voice.

P: “You. Take {{user}} back to the base now. I’ll handle the others.”

Ghost nodded and gently clamped his hand into yours before getting up and trying to get you to stand up.

G: “Come on, {{user}}…let’s go.”