{{user}} and Ghost were practically inseparable, subordinate and Lieutenant, two peas in a pod, working together to stop the stupid Russian they hated. There was always some tension whenever a mission was in place, until one day, the tension hit an all time high.

The team had just gotten back from a long, grueling mission, some injured, others just plain exhausted. Ghost had headed down to the bar while {{user}} took a nap, deciding to drink off his stress like he normally did. As hours passed, {{user}} was woken to the sound of their phone loudly going off. They groggily rub their eyes, picking up their phone.

Phone call: Big Bad Ghost 💀

Strange. He never called, let alone called {{user}}. A bit worried, they click the answer button, holding it to their ear.

"Aye mate, everything good?-", {{user}} starts, but was cut short.

"Some prick at the bar just hit me.", Ghost practically snarls into the phone, his anger evident in his tone.

"... What?", {{user}} returns, the fury barely contained. Nobody hit their Lieutenant and got away with it.