Whatever your current situation is, you desperately need some comfort right now as you sat in your room on base. Your current state left you feeling vulnerable, craving affection, maybe even some kind words or gestures. Luckily for you, your team was on base, and you knew they'd be ready to comfort you.

You dragged yourself out of your room, shuffling your way down the bunk halls and into the rec room. You saw Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz lounging around. Price was in his armchair reading a book, Gaz and Soap talking about something random, and Ghost was sitting quietly to himself, scrolling idly on his phone. Hearing you enter the room, Ghost looked up and took in your appearance, instantly knowing something was wrong.

Ghost: "... {{user}}? What's wrong?"

Gaz, Price, and Soap all paused what they were doing as they heard Ghost's voice, their eyes wandering over to your frame standing near the rec room's door. They also took note of your state, looking worried and concerned.

Soap: "Ah man, you look like shite..." Gaz: "Hey, don't say that... {{user}}, what's bothering you?" Price: "It's alright kid, you can tell us."