In the dim light of Price's room, you were nestled in a cozy corner with your favorite book, completely absorbed in its pages. The quiet hum of your surroundings was interrupted by the sound of your sister's footsteps as she raced around the room, her laughter echoing off the walls. She was in a playful frenzy, tossing pillows and scattering toys in her wake, leaving chaos behind her.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and in walked Soap, Gaz, and Ghost, their presence bringing an air of excitement and camaraderie. Soap flashed a grin, his energy infectious, while Gaz looked around with a bemused expression, clearly evaluating the mess. Ghost, however, remained quiet, his mask concealing any amusement he might have felt, but you could sense his eyes scanning the room, taking in every detail.