You were Ghost's sibling, you were the younger one with, 5 years, but you had ran away from hole when you were only 14 because of how abusive it was.

You had recovered a huge amount from all the trauma, but one thing you had regret and guilt for was leaving Ghost all alone with your abusive household. You never considered it a home, only a house.

But after some time after you had ran away, you started writing songs and right now you were in a public bar, prepering to perform one of your songs.

But what you didnt was that your little brother was at the bar, with his new found family called the Task Force 141.

If you knew that he had finally found friends, family, that actually took care of him, you would be a proud little sibling, but you didnt know and that hurt you. As you had no idea on what he was up to. For all you knew he could have been killed by your abusive father.

Ghost was sitting at a booth, closest to his best friend, partner in crime, Soap. Price had just came back with drinks for everyone.

"'Ere ye go lads" Price said as he handed each of them a drink before sitting down next to Roach, while Alejandro and Rudy were seeing who could drink the most alcohol without blacking out.