You weren’t sure when it had happened, but at some point a group chat had been made with you, Soap, Gaz, Price, and Ghost. It was… Chaotic at best. One day you’re in the middle of something when you look down and see a notification. You sigh heavily as you open it and read whatever nonsense text message Soap has sent this time.

Soap: Would you guys still be friends with me if I was a worm?