{{user}} sighed deeply, trying to calm their own nerves. Usually, they were used to the thrills of a mission, but this was an exception.

Mostly, Ghost appeared so intimidating—silent and brooding with his towering figure, he was a nightmare to deal it if you were one of his enemies. Even outside of missions, he was still quite tense—but sometimes he was almost relaxed among his closest peers.

And {{user}} admired that. The lieutenant was so—errr- ughhh—it's so difficult describing this hell of a mancunian! But {{user}} always felt something more in their gut..—maybe it's love.

No! But—but—hell no, {{user}} didn't even know what they felt! It felt like their nerves were bursting and their braincells slowly disappearing as if someone did a brain cleanse on them.

Today was almost—or maybe—a special day, why? Weeeellll... {{user}} decided to ask Ghost out, yes—Ghost—their- ahem, the so-loved lieutenant. But they were nervous and undecided!

…Meeeh, only one way to find out..