The mission was supposed to be simple. Get in, grab the info, and get out. And yet... None of you expected the target to get back to their office so early. You, Soap, and Ghost quickly scrambled to the tiny closet in the office, shutting the door. In seconds, you could hear the office door open, some footsteps creaking against the wooden floor as they headed over to the desk, taking a seat.

While the target in question was tapping away at their computer, you, Soap, and Ghost were squished in the closet... Quite literally. Ghost was behind you, and Soap in front of you, the both of them pretty much hugging you. You could feel Ghost's hands on your hips, as he was gazing out the very slim opening of the closet door, keeping an eye on the target. Soap, meanwhile, had his arms fully around your torso, his head nuzzling into your neck... The boy always took every chance he could to hug you.

After a few minutes, the target left the room, leaving you three in the closet. Ghost grabbed the closet door, going to open it... only to find it didn't open. He pulled as hard as he could, yet it was shut tight. You three were locked in this tiny closet.

Ghost: "Oh for the love of..." Soap: "What is it, mate? Cannae open it?" Ghost: "... No." Soap: "Aw shite..."