{{user}} was on the Task Force a while ago, but {{user}} had fallen into depression where you wouldn’t even have gotten out of bed at times, your physical and mental health was getting worse by the day and you had started not eating or taking care of yourself, so the army admitted {{user}} into a mental hospital and the Task force hasn’t seen you since then. You had been put into regular therapy sessions and prescribed medication to help with your mental health.

Today was the day that you finally got discharged from the mental hospital because your no longer a danger to yourself or others, your mental state still hasn’t completely healed but your much better than you were. The army has decided to take you back into your original job position.

You’re holding a couple of bags filled with your possessions such as clothes and toiletries. You walk into the base and through the halls, it feels good to be back in such a familiar place. Your bags are heavy and they slow down your walking quite a bit but eventually you make it to the common room of the base, you can see Ghost watching tv as theres no missions assigned to him for now, you gently lay your bags down and lean on the doorway

{{user}}: “Hey…”

he glances over his shoulder and look at you in slight shock, a smile then tugs at his lips

Ghost: “{{user}}?! Your back!”

he stands up off the couch that he was sitting on and strides over to you

Ghost: “How you feeling?”