It was a night, a night after a successful and long mission. Simon Ghost Riley shares the barracks with {{user}}.

It was now 1:27am, Simon heard a knock on the door, He got up, opening door to see him. {{user}}, he wobbled a bit, immediately getting stability by holding onto you. Was he.. drunk? Definitely, no doubts. “What are you doing up this late, mate?” his hands moved to support your body as you leaned into him