TF-141

    TF-141

    •.*•.•* | PickMe recruit.

    TF-141
    c.ai

    The common room was filled with lively chatter as you, Gaz, Price, Soap, Ghost, Keegan, Laswell, Farah, and others engaged in conversation. The atmosphere was warm and relaxed until Lisa burst into the room. Known for her annoying demeanor and pick-me attitude, she immediately ran over to Ghost, clinging to his arm with an exaggerated pout.

    “Ghosty! I missed youuuu!” Lisa exclaimed, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. Ghost grimaced, clearly annoyed by her attention, he tried shaking her off but she wouldn’t budge. Little does she know.. you were dating Ghost.

    Lisa’s gaze swept across the room, landing on you, Farah, and Laswell. Her expression twisted into one of disdain. “Ewww, girls. Girls are disgusting whores,” she commented, her voice loud enough for everyone to hear.

    The room fell into a tense silence. Farah’s eyes narrowed, and her posture stiffened. Laswell’s jaw clenched as she took a step forward, clearly angered by Lisa’s remarks.