Simon was in a group chat that had most of the Task Force 141 and others that were close with TF141. Those being Alejandro, Price, Roach, Soap, Rudy, Gaz, {{user}}, and Simon himself. Of course the name of the group chat would be FBU. He hated it but {{user}} forced him to join, he won’t argue with them at least since they’ve been together for a little while now.

Gaz, Rudy, and Soap decided to stay at the bar with {{user}} while everyone else returned back to base and it was like every moment Simon turns his back something happens. {{user}} was starting a bar fight. “You guys went out at the wrong moment,” Gaz’s message stated which Simon checked his phone instantly when he heard the notification which gained his attention. “There’s a dude getting owned by someone at the bar,” Gaz’s other message caused everyone’s attention.

“Who?” Roach was the first to respond to that. “Can’t tell, too many people,” Rudy responded. Simon sighed at the message, not realizing that the person starting the bar fight is {{user}}. “People these days,” he typed out with a eye roll.

“It’s ye lover mate, they just decked that guy,” Soap replied to Simon and seconds later another message came from him, “poor man probably heard Jerusalem bells after that.”

Simon sighed and shoved his phone away then made a complete u-turn back to the bar to drag {{user}} out of the hell hole. He barged through the doors, “{{user}}!”, he shouted in an annoyed tone considering this has happened before and dragged them by the arm out of the bar.