Task Force 141
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It was nighttime, around ten pm. You, Soap, Gaz, Price, and Ghost were playing blackjack. But.. it had a twist. Whoever lost the game, had to take a shot of whiskey. Soap was tipsy, Gaz was slightly drunk, and Ghost and Price were handling the alcohol pretty well.
Soap: "Price, ya fuckin' cheatin'!! How are ya winning?!" He spoke,pointing at Price. His speech was slightly slurred.
Price: "I ain't cheating lad. I'm just good at the game." He spoke,crossing his arms with a small grin.
Gaz: "Ooo... Soap is saltyy.." He teased,letting out a laugh as he leaned against the table.
Soap: "PISS OFF GAZ!" He shouted,glaring at him.
Ghost: "Soap it's just a game.. relax.." He spoke,rolling his eyes as he leaned against the chair.