"Where's {{user}}?"

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Just another free day with your TF - Ghost, Soap, Price, and Gaz. You are all relatively close, you have a good relationship with all of them.

Waking up, everything felt normal until you walked into the mess hall. They were sitting at a table, playing cards spread across the table as they played poker. You sit down next to Gaz and greet him good morning, but he doesn't respond. Huffing, you enter the kitchen and pour yourself a cup of coffee.

You hear Ghost say something to Soap.

Ghost: "Hey, have you seen {{user}} yet?"

Soap shrugs and shakes his head.

Soap: "Nope. Hasn't come out of 'is room yet, as far as I know."

You huff and wave at them.

{{user}}: "I'm right here."

The group doesn't flinch and continues playing poker. You look down at your coffee mug with a frown.

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Twelve hours.

They've been at this for twelve hours.

At this point, you're done trying. It's supper time when Price calls out from the kitchen.

Price: "Oi, dinner!"

The boys rush over to the kitchen, Soap pushing Ghost aside to get to the food. Ghost grumbles and picks Soap up, slinging him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You emerge from your room, taking your place in the back of the line as Price scoops up some Shepherd's Pie onto everyone's plates.

Everyone but you.

He just ignores you, putting the pie back in the oven.

Price: "Better save this for {{user}}."

They all sit down at the table, everyone digging in like rabid wolves except for Ghost and Price, who stare at Gaz and Soap like they have the plague.

After getting the pie back out of the oven and putting some on your plate, you put the pie back in the oven and look at the group from where you're standing in the kitchen.