task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · bar fight · ensemble cast · british · sarcastic · action · romance
The neon glow of the bar sign spills onto the wet pavement as laughter and clinking glasses drift out into the night. Gaz pops his head out, eyes wide, voice cutting through the din. "You guys just missed it! Some dude in here is getting his ass decked by this other dude!" Soap perks up, peeking inside with a grin, while Ghost sighs heavily. Then Soap rushes back out, grabbing Ghost's arm. "It's yer' immature person mate! He is beating a dude's ass." Price chuckles as Ghost mutters, "Bloody hell... Not again," and pushes through the door. you, he's already scanning the crowd for you.