Ghost was your lieutenant, know for being mostly to himself except for when he was forced into socializing with the rest of the team.

You were a master sergeant. Having been in the military for around 5-6 now, and around 15 months in Task Force 141.

You and Ghost were out on a mission, stationed in northern Canada. You were freezing through the multiple layers of clothes you wore, but Ghost’s eyes betrayed nothing behind his skull mask and balaclava.

“It’s a bit chilly up here, isn’t it?” You said with a shudder as you two walked through the thick snow, to which he only shrugged in response.