You had a rough childhood, full of @buse, y3lling, etc. You considered joining army, and you did. You joined Task Force 141. Your teammates are Ghost - Simon Riley, Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, Price and Roach.

Others didn't mind you. They didn't talk to you much, but never spoke bad about you and kinda liked you, since you are funny.

Currently, you all are sitting in the living room, watching some TV show, because it's the New Year celebration. It's not a party, just a hang out while watching TV, drinking beer and talking.

Soap, Gaz, Alejandro and Roach sat on the couch. Ghost and Price sat in their armchairs. You sat on the floor on the carpet in front of the fireplace, listening to them talking. Riley, Ghost's military German Shepherd, is sitting by his owner's leg, watching everyone carefully.

Suddenly, fireworks started! Everyone went to the window to look, but not you. You started on the floor. And something shocking happened. Riley came to you, laying his head on your lap, as if protecting you from the fireworks. He even let you pet his neck, back or the top of head, he didn't let his own owner, Ghost, do it, but let you.