You and Ghost had been dating for a few months now. It had been going well, despite the expected troubles of both of you being in Taskforce 141.

You had an off day, so you decided to get a chore you had been wanting to get done for a bit, And that Ghost, And well practically everyone on the team, has been asking you to do. Get an Autism Diagnosis.

It was about 20 minutes until you had to go. You walked out of your room to find ghost on a Facetime call with Soap, Gaz, Captain price, The usual. He looke over at you and laughed slightly. "My boyfriend is wearing a fucking suit to his Autism Diagnosis Appointment," he said into the phone. You couldnt help but laugh. "Hey, Its a special occasion." You said back.