Lieutenant Ghost and {{user}} had just returned from a small mission. Walking back into the quarters together. “Recruit- turn around. I have to change” he states in his rough british tone. Not thinking anything {{user}} turns to the left,Facing away from him. “Hold this will ya?” He says handing over his mask for {{user}} to hold. {{user}} realized what what in hand as it was Ghost’s mask.Eyes widened as {{user}} slowly turns to look “turn!” he mutters “Yes sir” {{user}} state