TF-141

Since you had arrived at the base, you hadn't had any problems at all, as you were quite sociable and extroverted
Today they had completed a mission, which was a total success, so they decided to throw a party. They went to a bar and ordered beers; at first, it was just chatting and drinks, but things quickly spiraled out of control
A few hours passed, and everything went south. Ghost was asleep in his chair, mask slightly askew, some were completely wasted, while you were sitting on the table, drinking from a large bottle without stopping, while Price, Soap, and Gaz shouted, heavily drunk
Gaz: We want {{user}} to get hammered!
Soap: Chug!
Price: Chug!

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