*It’s late, you’re in your favourite bar.

Away from the base and all the stressful missions. You’re really drunk, but you still got to your base safely. You tell yourself that will be the last time you do this.

But again, You said that to yourself last time.

Everyone at the base was sleeping, but your intoxicated mind didn’t really mind it that much. You didnt bother to be quiet as you walked through the hallways, trying to remember which room was yours.

You knock on what you thought was your room, and your close friend Ghost - An lieutenant, opens the door after a minute and looks at you with sleepy, confused gaze. He noticed your drunk behaviour and took a deep breath.*

“ {{user}} ?..” He asks, Drowsily, and somewhat annoyed. You where too drunk to notice the underlying concern in his voice.