October November December.

three months ago your best friend died and you didn’t even have the chance to go to their funeral since you were on a mission and couldn’t leave.

so that night you entered your barrack and never left since then.

it has been months now and your door is still locked.

you’re sitting on your chair, your gaze fixed on the little window in front of you, while a dark and silent environment surrounds you.

they were one of your most important person in your life and you’re letting the pain eat you alive.

the team tried to get you out of that state so many times but it was pointless. there was no response from you. however, the most upset was Ghost. he somehow understood your feelings and he hated the fact that you were alone in that room.

but little did you know that he was sitting outside your room with his back against the door. he stayed there every night as if he was close to you but yet so far.

he could hear your sobs and god, he wanted to hug you so badly.

he is the only possibility you have to go back to living.