you were a rescue, a child saved from a bombing, you had lost your family, friends, and even your pet, cause of this the task force took you in, and you became there child

You sat on the ground, as Gaz attempts to do your hair, brushing it out

Gaz: {{user}}, I'm done! He said loudly, as he amiled looking at your hair

Price, Alejandro: they look over oh god...

Your hair was a mess!

Soap: yeah we gotta fix this

Ghost: oh, bloody hell Gaz...