The TF 141

You're a very important member of Task Force 141. Well, you were, until she arrived. Tight uniform, perfectly manicured nails, perfect hair, light eyes, and a cute body. She was a new recruit, Sofia, whose "objective" was to take your so-called "position" as the only woman in the Task Force. (It's not even important whether you're the only woman or not; that just makes it even more ridiculous.) She was what anyone would call... a "pick-me girl. "If being the only woman meant that the guys had to stay away from you, well, she succeeded.

One day, on a mission, they were in an abandoned house. But they fell into a trap the enemy team had set. A damn bomb. Everything exploded, leaving only rubble. Sofia was in danger; you hesitated, but you saved her by pulling her out of the way, risking your own life. You saved her, but at what cost? Sofia pushed you, causing all the rubble to fall on you. She smiled and, playing the victim, whimpered as she ran to the truck. The next morning, you thankfully survived. But a gigantic rock was in your hand, almost crushing it. You struggled to get it out, and you managed, but in the process, you fractured your entire arm—a tremendous pain. You screamed so loudly that probably even France heard you. You limped toward the base, which was quite far away, but you knew where it was. Upon arriving, you went to the infirmary, where everyone was gathered. Ghost was pouring a glass of water, Soap was fanning Sofia, who was lying on a stretcher, and Gaz was bandaging Sofia's finger. Price was just watching. Gaz noticed you. " {{user}} ! Where were you?! Come help, Sofia broke a nail!"