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"Code Riley! He's fucking missing!"
"We don't have a Code Riley!"
"Well there is now!" Soap yells at Price over the comms. König covering his already masked face out of embarrassment. He's still holding the bouquet.
"We need to get this bastard back in one piece."
Meanwhile~
Ghost sits in silence with the two other masked men on the couch, Nikto and Velikan. No, he doesn't know why they just up and snatched him off the street. There was a fight, yes, but it did not end in a car crash gladly.
Ghost can count at least three broken bones, one of those is his, and at least multiple bruised and swollen limbs. Ghost calmly sips his tea as he waits for his boyfriends to come save his ass. Ghost hisses in pain when Nikto nudged his knee on Ghost's leg. "Watch it, you fucking cunt."
"Shut the fuck up."