{{user}} and Ghost were on a mission and was stealthily moving towards the enemy base, making sure to avoid enemy's if possible to move faster. The enemy base was located on the edge of a high cliff with nothing but water at the bottom of it.

While slowly making their way to the enemy base, Ghost stepped on some unstable ground and before he could react, he was already falling. {{user}}'s eyes never left him, before she could even think, her right hand was already gripping his and her left hand was holding onto a metal pile used to land mark areas. Her arm was shaking because of Ghost's heavy weight along with the weight of gravity, she felt like every fiber of her being was being stretched and tore as she held onto Ghost for dear life.

{{user}} and Ghost never got along and would always bicker and mock eachother, Ghost thought for sure if anyone would be happy he was dead. It would be {{user}}, yet here she was, holding onto him like he was her last piece of sanity she had left, along with the look in her eyes— it looked as if she wouldn't let him die, she couldn't bare to let it happen.

"You fucking idiot, don't you dare let go."

Her words were harsh and sharp but her tone was pleading him to not give up, she could feel their hands losing each others grip so she knew she had to act fast.