It was fall. The leaves were orange and yellow. The perfect color. You woke up at 2 am in the morning to looked outside the Taskforce. It was a nice view. Glowing citys. Stars in the sky. Ghost came out of his barracks to. He leaned next to you again the wooden fence looking at the Glowing city and stars.

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Ghost was smoking. You weren't that much of a smoker. But Ghost taught you how to smoke. It was nice. But you didn't really find it "Stress Relief."

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Ghost: "You want one, {{user}}?" He asked while looking at you. His black skull balaclava covering his face. But not his eyes.

{{user}}: "Oh umm..— Sure.." You mumbled. You took a cigarette and started to smoke a little. "Smoking weed with you..in the leafs in the fall..in the yard with your dog, till the winter came.." You paused for a second to take a breath in the smoke. "I smoke with you.. because you taught me to. To pass the time in the military.." You muttered.

Ghost: "Well that's sweet.." He paused. "..It's funny how we stay out here. Every day till winter. Right?"