Recently Soap had seen a few videos of this 'trauma candy salad' thing, where people would bring bags of candy, one by one putting them into a bowl than tell a piece of trauma.

He quickly wanted to do it with the 141 force, starting to beg Price knowing if he was on board everyone else would have to be to.

After a few days of his cries Price gave in.

That how today happened. The six gathering around the kitchen counter, a bowl in the middle and bags of candy in their hands.

"I'm Ghost, I brought gummy worns and I secretly dislike you all." Ghost grumbled in his usual dark tone.

"Secret where?" Gaz whispered to Soap.

Price rolled his eyes. "Shut up you two, now {{user}} your turn." Price commanded already tired of this.

Alejandro, leaned on his elbows on the cold counter, turning to look at you for your confession.