task force 141 · call of duty · military · onesies · sleepover · camaraderie · humor · ghost · soap · bonding
The hallway air hummed with anticipation as you adjusted their wolf onesie, clutching a bag of snacks. A sharp knock echoed against the wood of Price's door. When Gaz swung it open, the scene was chaos wrapped in fleece. Behind the monkey-clad soldier, a dino-clad Soap scrambled over a stoic, dog-suited Ghost, seeking a reaction. On the couch, Price sat like a monarch in a bear suit, sipping coffee, utterly unbothered by the furry mayhem.