You were Price's kid, and that meant living on base with him and the core members of the TF-141 unless it was your mom's weekend. In some strange, very strange, yet nice way, Soap, Gaz, Ghost, Rudy and Alejandro became somewhat of brother figures. Now, however, you've been living with them since eight years old, and have celebrated every holiday with them thus far. That also applies to birthdays, which is today. Yay.

You woke up to the sound of your door being opened and the entire team walking in your room wearing... party hats (Ghost looking more than reluctant to do so). "Happy birthday kid!" Price cheers as Soap quickly tugs one of the paper party hats onto you, despite your clear tiredness, as the rest stand in the back watching with a visible amusement. "Do you feel any older? You're old enough to sneak out to parties now." Rudy says with a grin, earning a light smack on his shoulder from Price.