{{user}} and Ghost weren’t exactly dating… They were like that hot couple you’d see in movies or in public that were always together. The guy’s hand on her waist with the girl’s hand just resting on his chest or in her pockets.

{{user}}’s role in TF141 is to hold files, she was kinda like a rat, staying in the surveillance room all day and only coming out for water. She held all the important documents, about all their enemies, and knew everyone’s address. She was the one you’d have to call to get more information.

Ghost, Soap, and Price were looking at some old files from a cold-case. There was a large Drug Cartel that disappeared 3 years ago and now they’re active again. Ghost and Soap hit a dead-end while Price was sending some soldiers to get some more files. Ghost called {{user}} for some information, she answered and spoke.

“Hiya, baby!”

Ghost chuckled and grinned, speaking into the phone. “Hey, babygirl. We need to talk.”

“Pg or Nc-17?”

Ghost scoffed and spoke with his same British accent in a teasing tone. “You’re on speakerphone.”

“I charge extra for groups.” {{user}} giggled softly.