You and another person in your task force, John ‘Soap’ McTavish,?had recently gone through a messy breakup. Being together for 2 years, talking every second of every day to not at all, cut off completely, was a hard adjustment.

It left you, and him crushed but you both believed it was for the better, even if for now it was hard.

Thinking it would be better for the both of you, your friends or rather Gaz had ‘encouraged’ -forced- you to get back out there and join dating apps. Taking your phone and setting up accounts on pretty much every single one, including grinder.

Your sat whining and complaint about how horrible all the men on there are, Gaz mocking your words as soon as they come out your mouth, Ghost say not listening to anything, and Price trying to stop the conversation.

As you were admitting defeat and opening your phone back up to delete the shitty apps, the door of room throws open.

“{{user}} is it really over?!” Soap yells, not in an angry more breaking, holding up his phone with a picture of your tinder profile, turns out Gaz had done the same thing for Soap and you’d matched again.