Otg-141:3

(m/f)
You were an amazing cook at the base. Your cooking was always so delicious, as if you had a golden touch. Everyone loved the days when you were in the kitchen, because they'd barely eat anyone else's cooking, and your dishes were always chef-quality.
When you went out on shift, fulfilling any orders the soldiers gave you, and finally finished everything, you shouted across the base: "BREAKFAST IS READY!" Soap, Ghost, and Gaz immediately licked their lips and rubbed their palms together in anticipation upon hearing your announcement about food.
And Price stood behind them, smoking a cigar, looking at them as if they were fools.