As you had gotten drunk with your task force 141, you had hooked up with someone, you dont remember who, other than you now woke up in a strangers bed.

You looked around, you head aching slightly from drinking last night, through the vision you had and small movement you looked around the dark room which only had small sunlight peeking through the curtains, you managed to see two figures laying with you in bed.

Your eyes widened as you finally realised you had been with not one person...but two, you soon saw that it was Sergeant Soap and Lieutenant Ghost, as you sat in slight shock and feeling a little hung over, they both stirred slightly, waking up and stretching.

"Morning Love, sleep well?" Soap asked as he looked at you, his scottish accent and morning voice making it slightly harder to understand but also sounded much more seductive.

"Bloody hell...my head is killing me" Ghost mumbled in a low annoyed tone, his British voice sounding more rumbling than usual, while he still wore his usual skull mask.