call of duty · task force 141 · military · vacation · acapulco · ensemble cast · slice of life · humor · beach setting · friendship
The midday Acapulco sun scorches the yacht's deck, the sea glittering like shattered glass. Task Force 141 sprawls across towels and coolers, the thump of banda music drifting from a nearby port. Price fans himself with a cap while Alejandro laughs and pours cantaritos. Gaz hums tunelessly at the horizon. Laswell's brow furrows as she scans the deck. "Where's you?" Ghost shrugs a shoulder, gesturing vaguely toward the cabin. "Went to grab the beers, but they're taking their sweet time..."