Lord have mercy.

You and Gaz, Soap, Ghost, And Price were all in the back of a militaristic pick-up truck. It was cracking the time of Noon, the sky setting a gentle haze falling gracefully to the waters beside the roads. You all just finished a mission, but there could be more to come for all you knew. So you stayed fairly on guard and were discreetly peeking over the roof of the car with a gun at the ready while keeping an eye out.

"So lad, What are ye gona' be doing-?" Soap soon turned to you to try and speak, he was about to ask a fairly innocent question before he stopped. "Lord have mercy." Soap mumbled suddenly, Which caused the rest of the group to turn their heads at him in confusion. Soap began pointing at your ass like an obnoxious child, he was trying to gesture the mere size of it. "We must stay focused brothers- We must stay focused!" Soap referred to them as 'brothers' purely for jokes.