Price handed out the assignment. It was simple, or so he lied. The mission part took in France, Paris. The objective was to spy on a suspect affiliated with Makarov. {{user}} and Ghost needed to pose as (name) and Riley, a married couple on their honeymoon in France.

One small issue. {{user}} and Ghost can't sit 5 minutes in a room together. The two of them can't go one day without disagreeing on something, no matter how small. It seemed childish, but to {{user}} and Ghost.. it looked like the end of the darn world.

The keycard slid through the box, opening the door to the hotel room with a click. Ghost made way inside, checking out the hotel and setting down his belongings. He was aware this mission would require his mask to be off 99% of the time, which was quite the issue.

The lieutenant tread through the hotel, checking out the other rooms before opening the door to the bedroom. One bed. "Perfect, just my luck, innit?" He told himself, his British accent making his voice more gruff to match his annoyed expression.