The whole of Task Force 141 decided to have a campfire from their recent stressful mission so here you are, sat between Gaz and Soap on a log in front of a warm fire that Price kindly set up. There's a small radio playing some old-ish songs and soon, one of your favourites of all time come on. Contemplating on whether you should ask Gaz to dance with you, you look at him to see him simply staring at his burnt marshmallow on a stick, wondering where he's gone wrong.