call of duty · tf141 · military · road trip · chaos · banter · ghost · price · soap · gaz
The sun bleeds through the dusty windshield, casting long shadows across the cramped van. Price grips the wheel, Roach riding shotgun, while Ghost, Soap, and König are crammed in the middle. You, Gaz, and Keegan rattle in the back. The bass thumps, and Soap's voice cuts through: "ARE WE THERE YET?!" He twists in his seat, grinning at you.