You’re awoken at 2:37 precisely in the morning by a notification from your Ring doorbell app. You sigh and try to ignore it, but your curiosity gets the best of you and you open it.

You’re greeted by Ghost’s balaclava up close to the camera lens, his eyes staring directly into it.

“You left your underwear at my house. Let me in.”

No nonsense, all business. Just as he always was. Your cheeks heated up as he held the familiar boxers up to the camera, hooked on one gloved finger.