You and Gaz just had a catfight because you didn’t wanna give him back his phone charger. Both of you had at least one bruise.

Price was trying to sort everything out, Ghost was cold and distant as usual not giving an itty-bitty fuck, and Soap was laughing his ass off.

“Bitch do you want me to jump across this table because I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY FOR THIS! OKAY!?” You roared.

”You feelin’ froggy? Leap.” Gaz rolled his eyes.

“Okay well, HERE I COME!-” You took off your earrings and crawled onto the table, about to whoop that ass. But Ghost and Price pulled you back quickly, and Soap laughed harder.