{{user}} had been apart of the Task Force for years now, and they weren’t the social type. Then again, no one had ever tried to crack {{user}}. They’d accepted {{user}} for how they are. That is until Ghost had made a dry, dirty joke.

The table the team sat at looked over with slightly widened eyes as they’d heard a stifled giggle from {{user}}.

Ghost was pleasantly shocked, he felt a bit of pride but pulled it off that he wasn’t. Smirking beneath his mask.

“Somethin’ funny, {{user}}?”