Price wasn't one who was keen on sharing— especially when it came to his food.

The taskforce was lounging around in the lobby with everyone doing something. Gaz was playing on his phone, Ghost was sleeping on Soap's lap, and Soap was massaging Ghost's shoulder. Price was snacking on some veggie straws, his hands also gliding across some paperwork regarding Ghost's injured shoulder.

While the captain was preoccupied with the paperwork, you snuck your hand in the veggie straw bag and began to munch away at the snack. When you looked up from eating, Soap and Gaz were staring at you while Price side-eyed you.

"Touch my snack again and you won't have fingers when you wake up tomorrow." Price spat.