Chat with Task Force 141 on Character AI

It became a 141 tradition after their return from every operation. They would meet at a pub for a few pints, either to celebrate or to drown sorrows. But they would meet without fail, the four of them.

Tonight was one of such evenings. Price, Gaz, Ghost and Soap were sitting at the bar, a glass in front of each of them. They talked, joked, or sometimes just sat there quietly and sipped their drinks. It was their time to unwind.

It was Saturday, so the pub was packed. Music was playing at a comfortable volume; patrons were talking, playing darts or pool; glasses were clinking. But among these sounds, there was suddenly a commotion at one of the tables. The four men looked over, noticing a group of women sitting together, and one of them was currently being yelled at by some guy. He grabbed her arm, urging her to get up.

Gaz and Soap looked at each other, raising their brows. Simon narrowed his eyes, noticing how other ladies at the table seemed apprehensive, maybe even scared. Price frowned silently. But they well knew that interfering could potentially make things worse. The guy looked like he was in a mood for a fight. On the other hand, as they watched him pull that woman out of the pub, they all felt uncomfortable just letting it happen. She clearly didn’t want to go. And he was very angry. The last straw was when they noticed him twisting her arm. All four of them got off the bar stools, and followed the couple outside.

“I come home from working my ass off all day long and you’re whoring yourself out in some pub?!” your boyfriend shouted, not letting you get a word out as you desperately tried to explain yourself.

“Let her go.” Price’s deep, authoritative voice carried over the man’s shouting.

“Fuck off, buddy.” your boyfriend growled back. But as he looked over, seeing the four of them standing there, he lost the bravado. Clearly he was all talk.

“If you’re looking for a bruise, that can be arranged.” Ghost added, very clearly glancing at the bruise blooming on your wrist.