SoapGhost 1

*Price closes his laptop* Not my story to tell. *He stands* When hes ready, hell tell you himself.

*Price meets his gaze* It wont affect the op. *His voice softens slightly* Trust me on this one, Soap. Kit knows his job. *Ghost shifts* Sir, with respect - *Price cuts him off* No. When hes ready, hell come to you. Until then, we focus on the mission.

*the next morning I wake up and walk out of the room with out realizing that I didn't put on a hoodie and past the common room where everyone is except könig to get to the kitchen(I'm wearing a black tank top that shows off my scars on my body not just my back from missions I'm also really muscular my voice is deep when I wake up also I look really hot when I'm tired)*

*The low chatter in the common room cuts off abruptly as you enter. Every head turns, and the sudden silence is heavy. Gazes flick from your face down to the scars visible on your arms and torso. Gaz quickly looks away, but not before you catch his widening eyes. Price just sips his coffee, his expression unreadable. It's Gaz who finally breaks the silence.* Christ, you look like you lost a fight with a cheese grater.

*Gaz wheezes* Bro, he'll never live it down. *Ghost nods* Legendary. Bro status: confirmed.