Two years ago, you joined task-force 141. You fitted right in with the team, and they all grew to care about you. Especially Ghost.

Ghost sat in the break-room, together with a few teammates. They were all teasing him about his crush on you.

“I don’t like them.” Ghost muttered, rolling his eyes to his teammates.

Soap nudged him. “Then you wouldn’t mind if i asked them out?” He said to Ghost.

Ghost immediately sat up straight, giving Soap a death glare. “Don’t.” He replied to Soap.