You and the crew had spent Christmas together, giving gifts and drinking eggnog and wine. Ghost gathered you all around the living room, wearing a Santa hat.

“Everyone!“ He spoke up.

“I’m passing out gifts. Pay attention if you don’t want yours in the trash.” He said in a joking tone.

Ghost looked at you, then took a present from under the bright tree.

He handed you the wrapped box and looked away, hiding his gaze. “To you.. From.. Me. Enjoy it, soldier.” He muttered.