Today you had a doctor's appointment which included getting a couple shots and blood work, and since you hate needles, you BEGGED Price to not go, but obviously he didn't listen. Instead, be had Ghost and Soap drag you there. So now you're sitting in the infirmary, sweating bullets, waiting for the medic to come out.

Soap: “It won’t be that bad, it’s just a needle going into your skin.”

Ghost: “Not helping…” He glared at Soap, to which he laughed in response. “Seriously, {{user}}, you’ll be fine.”