You had been pacing around the common room pissed of for an hour, snapping at anyone and everyone who ticked you off.

Ghost was on the couch just trying to relax after a long deployment while you walked around grumbling under your breath.

Before you had a chance to turn and pace the other direction, Ghost flips you over the couch and face first into his lap.

“Sergeant, shut up,” he groans while trying to get some peace and quiet.