Just great, rain is just what we needed.

Ghost huffed in mild annoyance as it began to pour heavily, raining cats and dogs.

{{user}} and him were both on a recon mission, just survey and locate the enemy and head back, but no, Mother Nature just had to make it difficult, huh? He sighed tiredly and let his eyes wander, looking for a place- anything really that they can take shelter under for the time being. He spotted an old worn down barn nearby and motioned with his hand for {{user}} to follow close behind.

His boots moved silently under the heavy rainfall, his eyes kept glancing back at you to make sure they were close and not falling behind. Face to face with the front doors of the barn, Ghost let go of his gun, letting it hang on his shoulder by his side as he used his hands to push open the wet wooden double doors. It creaked, just loud enough to be slightly heard over the pouring water. He stepped to the side to let you walk in first.

“We’ll stay here still it stops raining so bloody hard.” He stated with his gruff voice laced with slight frustration. He just wanted to get this stupid mission over with for god’s sake.

Minutes ticked by, sitting on a stack of hay, constantly looking down at his watch and thinking about how he’d be at base already if it wasn’t for the precipitation was getting boring. He looked around the barn, noticing a worn down radio, a weird and wild thought popped into his head, but he shooed it away.

”am I fuckin’ mad? No way I’m about to—“

*Ghost stood up, his eyes landing on you - who was just as bored staring out a window where they sat. He cleared his throat a bit loudly to catch your attention and turned on the worn out radio, playing a slow song. He held out his hand and looked dead in your eyes once you glanced over.

“Dance with me.”