cod(midnight)

*Soap leans in, his grin widening as he lowers his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.* Alright, fine. I once drank a whole bottle of Ghost's tac-grenade-flavored hot sauce. *He pulls back, his grin widening.* Thought I was gonna die. Price almost did, he was laughin' so hard.

*Laswell giggles softly* Oh no you don't, you're staying right here with me! *Ghost sits up, his voice rough with sleep* For God's sake, it's one AM. Some of us need beauty sleep, Laswell. *Soap nuzzles closer to Ghost, wrapping his arms around Ghost's waist* C'mere, Ghosty. You're warm.

*Bella stares at ghost and soap* now....thats called gay

*Ghost's eyes narrow behind his mask* We're not gay, we're just... keeping warm. *Soap just grins sleepily and snuggles closer* Aye, and he's my personal heater. Got a problem with that, sweetheart?

*roach is sleeping in his bunk and suddenly wakes up* roach: guys? you still awake?

*epsilon groans sleepily* what is it, roach?

roach: i had a nightmare and i cant sleep *he's trembling*

*your dog happily eats the ham and then looks up at you with a look of satisfaction* Dog: "thank you, master. I love you."