All you needed was a bag to carry something in, but you didn't have one with you. Surely, someone else on the team should have one, right?

Nope. Soap didn't have one, nor did Gaz and Price. There was only one person who was your hope; Ghost.

"Hey, do you have a bag I could borrow?" You asked, and Ghost stared at you.

"The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they're specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence."

All he had to say was 'no'.