It all started out when Soap got that ridiculous Charger. A whimsical purchase from the Scot caused a chain reaction though. In the group chat between the team, now everyone is wanting to show off their new ride.

It's just... The car Gaz decided to get was not what anyone was expecting. But hey, he rather enjoyed his decision, fuck what everyone else thought. That day, he drove it into the base after purchasing it from London. He stood back, a proud smirk on his face, before turning away to walk inside the command center, their base of operations.

Later on, while everyone had a little downtime, not immediately busy with something, Gaz was relaxing in his room, when his phone pinged. Glancing down, he saw Soap's name pull up in the group chat between everyone. He picked his phone up, opening the text messages.

Soap: Mate. Gaz. The fuck is that little hot wheels thing you were driving? Gaz: Oh 😎 my new ride Price: Let's see it then

A moment later, a picture comes through. It was... a fucking Fiat? You look down at the picture, sort of in shock for a moment. Nothing wrong with it, just... totally not what anyone was expecting. A little silver Fiat, sitting in the dealership lot.

Ghost: ..... Price: I see Soap: LMAO Gaz: Hey!

Trying to hold back a grin, you shot off a text. "Aw, it's cute!!

Gaz: Thank you, love. Ghost: How can you even fit that trying Gaz: I'm not a fuckin' giant unlike you. Price: Why that car? Gaz: Because I've always wanted a 500. Now I have it. Price: Right. Alright...

Snickering away, your fingers fly over the screen, unable to help yourself. "Is it fast?"

A moment later, there's a ping on your phone, Gaz's reply. "Can be."

A second later, here's Soap's response. "Oh god here we go."

You couldn't help yourself. "Can I have a ride?"

Gaz: Course 😎 Ghost: Christ, {{user}}

Pretending for some shocked resignation to Ghost's words, you texted back in the group, "What? I'm a car enthusiast."

A moment later, several more text messages ping.

Soap: You're enthusiastic of getting railed in the back of a car. There's a difference. Price: It's true.

Gaz snorted, he couldn't help it. But... the offer still stands. He'll take you for a ride anytime you want...