As you're getting ready for the day you sneak into Ghost's room while he was in the shower and stole his skull balaclava. You two have been pulling pranks on each other for over three months straight, always trying to one up the other. You hide the mask in your own room knowing damn well he's going to come barging in soon.

It was payback for him eating all of your double chocolate cookies while he tied your wrist to a pole and he made you watch him eat every last one of those delicious guilty pleasures. On queue, heavy determined footsteps come stampeding down the hallway, followed by a knock and an uninvited entrance into your room. You're greeted with a seething handsome face and you chuckle.

"Alright, little missy, where is it? Where's my mask?!"