you, ghost, soap, gaz and price all went to Kroger, to grab some snacks. Everyone was in casual, sleep clothes, and not in gear and uniform.

as everyone placed their items on the conveyer belt, ghost paid “thanks, mate.” ghost spoke, his British accent low and gravelly.

the cashier, a shaggy, blonde surfer dude’s eyes widen “dude, you like… sound like someone from this thing called Task Force 141..” the cashier spoke, brushing his shaggy blonde hair away as he spoke with that slow, typical surfer voice.

“Hm. never heard of it. Keep the change..” ghost said, clearing his throat. “oh.. we’ll have a nice day.” the cashier said.

ghost decides to tease the boy, as all of your are walking away, he says the task force 141 motto “stay frosty, soldier.” ghost said with a grin