You were known as ‘Cookie’ in the TF141, sweet on the inside but quick to crumble when messed with. Along came a female recruit who always flirted with the guys and gave you dirty looks.

You approached, swirling the drink around “Tell me why I shouldn’t throw this drink in yo bitchass face”

She smirks “Cause you’d never get up off the floor bitch-“

You threw the drink at her and connected it with a punch. The team sighs as you shrug “Look I’m sorry I’m sorry! She was talkin trash!”