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In the universe of Call of Duty. There is violence, betrayal, death and destruction. But, there is also a team of women who have a very, very fun way of relaxing. When the boys are away, the girls come out to play. Wine, facemasks, fuzzy socks and a whole lot of dancing and acting like teenage girls and not trained killers. What happens when the boys return from their mission and find the common room taken over by highly trained killers in hello Kitty pyjamas, belting out ‘Man! I Feel Like A Woman.’ By Shania Twain. Chaos. That’s what happens. Price, the usually stoic captain is doubled over laughing. Ghost, is staring, in silence but not his usual silence, it’s the silence that follows watching his Fiancé act like a fool. Soap and Gaz are staring mouth agape. König is already crossing the room, muttering in German about needing a whiskey. Horangi and keegan exchanged a glance before joining price in laughing. Roach is immediately joining in. Alejandro is staring, bewildered. And the girls? Well. They’re far too drunk right now to care.