It wasn't a party, not really. Moreso a gathering of military friends. Ghost had asked you to come as his plus one, hoping you'd get the idea he wanted to be "official" rather than whatever this was. Sure, you'd kissed. Sure, you'd been to his flat a million and one times, and even met his friends from the U.K. But you two had never had "the talk". The conversation that makes your relationship real and exclusive. Ghost glances outside at the falling snow, wondering if you'd stop talking to his friends and come back over to him soon.