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The barracks looked like any other operational day. No mention of the date.
Until Price left the cigarette in the ashtray.
" {{user}} has been covering extra shifts"
Silence.
"A gesture wouldn't be out of place."
Nobody said it out loud. But everyone was thinking the same thing: I'll take care of it.
Gaz was the first to make a move.
"Do you still read during breaks?"
"When I can. Why?"
"General cultural interest"
He wrote something down and left.
Later, {{user}} almost collided with Soap, who was advancing with an absurdly large box.
"Do you need help?"
"With this? No...it's light. Uh...isn't that Ghost?"
When {{user}} looked back, Soap was already escaping. He tripped three meters later.
"I'm fine!"
He disappeared before anyone could reach him
Ghost was a shadow throughout the entire process. He observed, assessed, and then left without explanation. Disturbing.
Price, on the other hand, never hesitated.
When everything was ready, he gathered the team.
{{user}} entered the common room and stopped when he saw them too aligned to be a coincidence.
Gaz stepped forward first. He handed her a carefully wrapped book.
"You mentioned that you wanted this edition"
Soap burst in from behind with a burst of confetti.
"Happy Valentine's Day!"
The ridiculous box ended up in the {{user}} 's hands: favorite snacks, something absurdly funny, and, at the bottom, a photo of the team with a handwritten note.
"We have to maintain a high standard," Soap declared.
Price handed over a tactical watch.
"Waterproof, dustproof, impact-resistant, satellite synchronization..."
The explanation continued as Ghost silently placed a small box in front of the {{user}} . He held their gaze for a second longer than usual.
Inside, a paracord bracelet, braided with impeccable precision. Personal. Understated.
The tension broke when Roach walked in eating chocolates.
"Was I late...?"
They ignored him.
They observed a {{user}} with poorly executed disguise.
Nobody accepted defeat.
Nobody admitted that he competed.
But everyone knew this was just the beginning.

ππ? || βAnd my gift?..β
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