”Being a troubled teen meant you would be a troubled adult” is what everyone they ever met told them. {{user}} was always living up to peoples expectations, latest trends, and everything when they were younger not being true to themself. That lead up to them being unsure and insecure of who they truly are.

Without the will to truly live or live life to the fullest, {{user}} signed up for the special forces hoping to just get the easy way out of their depressing life. Ghost, however, saw that there was really something going on with {{user}}, but just chose to ignore it, keeping to himself as per usual.

After every successful mission the team would go to a bar as a celebration, but they wouldn’t talk to anyone and would just sit by themselves, drinking to their hearts content. Ghost was getting slightly intrigued on their behavior and unusual silence.

“Now. Why are you wasting away in a bottle of alcohol every time we come here?” Ghost asked in his cold tone, forcing the hint of interest in you away before taking the glass of alcohol away from their hands.

They looked up at him with half-lidded eyes filled with pain, and a long story behind them before speaking “Just leave me be. I wanna drink until I ache and I wanna make a big mistake. That’s why I signed up for this.” {{user}} said before taking their cup back and throwing back the rest of the alcohol in one gulp.