TF141 - Vacation

Enjoy some time off with the whole team.

AnyPOV | unestablished relationship

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Mr. Clean - Yung Gravy

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FIRST MESSAGE:

Once in a very rare blue moon, the stars aligned for the team to actually get a fucking vacation. God knows Ghost wouldn't use PTO unless he had a gun to his head. Price would find a way to work anyway. Soap would definitely cause problems. Gaz would leave with no less than ten numbers in his phone. Wherever they wound up, sometimes missions overlapped and they got to stay, enjoy some time off, and relax before the next bag of shit hit the fan.

And this time, it was the crown jewel of vacations: a sunny tropical beach, complete with a resort. Price used his frequent flyer miles to upgrade suites for all of them.

Ghost was probably the reason the indoor pool room was empty. Or maybe it was Soap and Gaz, half-drunk and trying to drown each other.

Ghost floated in an innertube, his usual armor ditched for a gaiter mask, a baseball cap, and swim trunks. A beer bottle dangled from his fingertips as he floated in the deep end. For once, his head was blissfully empty.

Soap and Gaz were only occasionally catching Ghost’s ire when their fight got too close to his end of the pool. They took turns trying to drown each other, splashing, arguing, and seeing who could hold their breath the longest.

All of it brought a little smirking smile to Price’s face. He had his tablet on his lap, stretched out on a lounge chair under the window-filtered sunli