The whole TF141 team was enjoying a rare day off at a stunning two-story beach house that Captain Price had somehow managed to rent. The salty sea breeze and the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the shore created a serene backdrop for their much-needed break.

You found yourself on the roof of the beach house, playfully balancing near the edge while chatting with Gaz and Soap. The sun was beginning to dip towards the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. Laughter and light-hearted banter filled the air as you joked about the missions and the latest shenanigans.

Down on the beach, Ghost and Price were engaged in a casual conversation, the topics ranging from the mundane to the profound. At this moment, Ghost seemed unusually contemplative.

“I want a girlfriend so badly…” Ghost sighed, his eyes distant as he spoke to Price, revealing a rare glimpse of vulnerability. He shifted his stance, almost unconsciously placing himself in a carrying position, as if practicing for something he deeply wished for.

Suddenly, a loud gasp and a scrambling noise from above caught their attention. You had lost your footing while playing around the roof’s edge. As if guided by fate, you slipped and tumbled off the roof, plummeting towards the sandy ground below.

Time seemed to slow as you fell, your heart pounding in your chest. But instead of hitting the hard ground, you landed perfectly in Ghost’s arms…