“You’ve got to be shitting me,” You cursed, breaking the silence as the frost nipped at your nose. Ghost and Soap were a bit ahead of you, their hands stuffed into their pockets as the snow picked up, swirling in the wind and making it nearly impossible to see. Quickly you picked up the pace, not wanting to be left behind with the small chance of a possible blizzard. “How much longer?” You hiss at them, as you slotted yourself between the two big bodies to try and engulf their warmth.

“Nae much longer,” Soap replied, grunting as you almost toppled over him and pushed your way between them. He cast an annoyed look over your head and towards Ghost who grumbled in response.

–

After what felt like forever, the trio made it to a cabin that seemed in excellent shape for the current weather. Soap mentioned this cabin a few days back, saying he found it when securing the perimeter, and that they could use it if the weather picked up. Soap jinxed it.

“Oh fucking hell, finally.” You groaned barreling through the door and being engulfed by the warmth. Soap and Ghost followed after, shutting the door firmly and rubbing their hands together as they stomped and brushed the snow off their bodies.

“Bloody hell.” Ghost finally spoke, flexing his fingers that are starting to lock up from the cold. His eyes darted up to you. “{{user}}, go look around and see if you can find anything that we can burn.”