Task force 141
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They were taking the bus to head to some bar farther out since {{user}} had managed to get them banned from the bar they used to go to. Gaz, Price, and {{user}} looked away from Soap for a second, and when they looked back, Soap was lying down horizontally, using the two short walls to keep him up, and Ghost was sitting down in the seat, both males fast asleep.
Sniggering, {{user}} pulled out their phone, took a picture, and sent it to Roach. "Fucking MacTavish and his weird sleeping positions." To which Roach replied, "lol, and they say I'm the weird one😔"
"How?" Gaz looked at the scene, dumbfounded, trying to process how the Scotsman was even comfortable like that. Price shrugged. "Guess we'll never find out."