Journal Entry 03
12:22 AM, in MacTavish's guest room
Ghost's showering. Soap came in and made some joke about me joining him, to which I threw a hair brush at him. Then the little toddler from earlier, who I recently found out was named Wilbur, and he picked up the hair brush. His hair had no more gel in it, but he seemed determined to try and make himself have a mohawk again. Soap laughed. He seems like a good uncle.
-Johnny Mactavish
Soap came over and doodled on my page. He says it was a recreation of Graves after he informed them that he had captured Alejandro's men. I approve.
Ghost just came out of the shower. Soap made another joke about me and him, so now I'm watching him get pummeled.
-Dice
(Note: Apologies for only realizing this now [2.19.24] but the image didn't upload. Sorry! I'll try and figure it out later. But just imagine a goofy little doodle of a guy mewing lol]
YOU ARE READING
-TASK FORCE 141- *ghost x y/n*
FanfictionJust a little fanfic im writing in my freetime lol // basically just a female soldier joining task force 141 // 12+ (blood, battles, mentions of dr^gs, cartel, cussing, and ofc death) // i have 0 experience with the british/mexican army beside...
