you were sitting in the gazebo at the base as usual, inhaling and exhaling a cloud of cigarette smoke. when you heard quiet footsteps, you turned to the source of the sound and noticed Ghost. His mask was held up on his nose with a cigarette between his lips.

"Can you borrow a lighter?"

taking your lighter, Ghost clicked softly, but there was no fire. Ghost sighs and turns to you, he takes your chin and pulls you closer to him, lighting his cigarette from yours.

"That's better."