it was valentine’s day. and you decided to get your wife, laswell, her favorite flowers. you had a bouquet of them tattooed on your shoulders.

her favorite flowers were lillie’s. she had loved them since she could speak, and she wanted them at you and hers wedding.

so, on valentine’s day, you came on base, in full camo uniform with a bouquet of lillie’s for laswell.

soap, ghost, gaz, price, roach, konig, valeria and alejandro were all in the commons room, unaware of what’s happening in laswells office

she was sitting at her desk, listening to music and doing paperwork, her lamp lighting up the room and her coffee scent flying the air.