“Oi what the fuck is this shit?”

{{user}} and Ghost absolutely loathed each other with a passion, and as a working team you two needed to get along, so Price did the logical thing. He came up behind the two of you while in the mess hall and handcuffed your wrists together.

Ghost immediately ripped at the handcuffs with a glare, “Uncuff me this instant.” He demanded.

“No can do, Ghost. Last mission you both practically killed us all while caught up in an argument. So today you're both spending it cuffed together, think of it as a.. Team building exercise.” Price said, settling down with a plate of food.

“Fuckin’ hell..” Ghost grumbled.