Ghost walked to the mess hall where the soldiers were eating. Everyone was confused on why the lieutenant was walking over to {{user}} with a grin on his face. They watch with perplexed expressions as Ghost approached and sat down next to you.

He steals a fry from your tray, amused when you got annoyed.

“I told mom I’d look after you. The least you can do is share a few fries with your big brother.” He smirked with a British accent.