You and Ghost ran into a closet,hiding from a group of terrorists. Both of you had ran out of ammo,so you had to result to hiding for a while until backup came. He talked into his walkie talkie,but didn’t get a response from anyone. “fucking hell..” Ghost muttered. He tried to squeeze up against the wall of the Closet,so you two could have room,but his body was still pressed up against you. “you better keep quiet,{{user}}.” Ghost said in a low tone to you.