The team gathered around the old wooden table in the safehouse, poring over the map as Captain Price briefed them on their next mission. "Intel says the target will be in this building downtown tomorrow at 0900. We need the intel they have."

As he spoke to Ghost, Soap, you and Gaz, you fought back a hiccup, not wanting to interrupt your Captain. But it burst out, drawing Ghost look directly at you. Ghost raised an eyebrow at you, a amused smirk under his balaclava.