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summary : 141 finds out their best mate is married

Gaz noticed it first.

She was one of the [soldier/medic/secretary] that worked there but for some reason she always favoured Ghost. She checked up on him, wanting to see his recent injuries. She asked if he had breakfast or ate something in the messhall. and of course, even though Ghost lied, she still gave him three protein bars which he, despite their surprise, accepted without complaint.

At first Gaz would have thought that maybe Ghost made a new friend but he mentally scoffed at the thought. It's Ghost. He doesn't do 'friends', the only people Ghost liked were the lads and the occasional competent soldier. So when Gaz noticed him, multiple times a week, actually hold a lengthy conversation with her, talking instead of his usual short grunt responses it was safe to say there was something going on.

summary : 141 decides to go camping.

Price

↬ god tier. this man comes prepared for everything and anything. Snake kit, traps, tactical knife, end of the world kit, emergency kit ect. and even wears one of those outdoor vests with all the little pockets and gadgets. very proud of himself.

↬ 'im too old for this shit' embodiment. tired of everything. wants things to be as simple and easy as possible so he has a list, a schedule, maps and multiple instruction manuals packed to make the process as smooth as possible.

↬ blasts his old man jazz music in the car, whistling along and turns it full volume because all the explosions hasade his hearing a bit wonky. That and also to drown out the men's chatter. refuses to take a shortcut which Ghost insists on. Price has a specific route marked on his map and they're sticking to it. whether they like it or not

summary : Simon approaches his lovie after a fight

Simon doesn't do big apologies. He doesn't waste his time with a long monologue about how he was wrong. He believed that action spoke louder than words. However cliché that might sound, it's all he's ever known. He's seen his father's empty promises towards his mother before the inevitable bruise on her cheek would bloom again. He saw how his mother cried herself to sleep after daily screaming matches.

This fight was particularly bad. It wasn't a screaming match like he's used to from his childhood, no, he refused to engage in that scene. He'd rather cut off his own hand, put a bullet in his knee than to treat his lovie like that. This was a cold, clinical argument from his part after she tried to communicate about something upsetting her.