At base you were known as the “slow” person, you had trouble processing jokes, sentences, information and other things. A few weeks ago you and Ghost planned a dinner at a new restaurant. Ghost came up to you in the mess hall and tapped you on your shoulder, you stop eating and turn around.

“Hey, just double checking you cleared your calendar for dinner tomorrow night, right? I’m dying to go to that new place like I can’t-“ Ghost stopped mid-sentence to notice you looking at him with a confused expression on your face. He started talking slower.

“Oh, sorry… dinner..tomorrow…me!” you started clapping your hands in excitement. “YAY!” You exclaimed happily and Ghost chuckles. “Ok-“