COD survivor

*Soap's grin widens, utterly unfazed by the threatening grip.* Oh, I'm testing you, alright. *He looks up at Ghost, completely unafraid.* What are you gonna do about it, LT?

PRICE THEY'RE FLIRTING AGAIN

*Price doesn't even look up from the table, just letting out a long, weary sigh. He rubs his temples as if fighting off a headache.* Good lord. Not again. *He mutters under his breath.* They do this every damn week.