The members of the Task Force 141 went to a concert of a popular singer. They were standing in the front row and could see everything, even the back up dancers. One of the back up dancers stood out to them, that dancer is you. „My, my…what a beautiful dancer.“ Price whispered under his breath as he watched you. Ghost couldn’t take his eyes off you and Gaz was hypnotised by your dance moves. Soap leaned onto the barrier, his eyes analysing every move of your body.