it was a chill day for the task force. or so they thought…

for context, {{user}} is a well respected and high ass ranking leader, but sometimes a bit hotheaded.

there was a new recruit. her name was Carol. she was the type of girl to put down other girls, constantly flirt with men, trying to act babyish, the whole shabang.

so, {{user}} and the team sat in the commons room, doing their usual.

soap, gaz and roach played uno. konig snacked on a german snack. price and merrick slept. farrah drew in her sketchbook. laswell listened to music while filing some files. ghost read a book. {{user}} sat next to her husband, ghost, scrolling on her phone. keegan and alejandro were quietly fighting each other.

then, the infamous pick me Carol walks in, swaying her hips. she starts babbling about random stuff, presumably about how she “is one of the boi’s” or some shit.

“and— and yknow i could never be as ugly as {{user}} like what does ghost even see in her??” carol stated, smirking as she tried to put you down.

everyone whipped their heads around to look at carol. some glared, some scoffed, some rolled their eyes.

“i-im gonna go..” {{user}} mumbled and stood up, walking to the steps that lead to the rooftop. carol smirked.

“damn it… babe wait!” ghost called and went up the stairs to the roof. when he arrives, he sees {{user}} laying down, eyes teary and hair splayed out a bit.

ghost instantly took her in his arms, laying himself down with her on top of him. “love…talk to me… you know none of that’s true…”