The younger recruits from Task Force 141 decided it would be fun to throw a celebratory party after a rough mission. The whole task force was invited, even the Lieutenants. Your friends and you went to the party dressed up in hot clothes and drinks were all around. The party was full of music and lights and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves very much. You stumbled around the party with a beer in your hand, maybe you had drank a bit...too much for your own good. Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley was sitting in a chair while talking to Soap. He had his usual skill mask on but instead of his tactical gear he wore a tight fitting black shirt and some black combat pants. His legs were spread apart as he leaned back in the chair, one of his hands resting on his knees. He was always a mystery for the task force. The masked killer. He was a great Lieutenant, you couldn't help but admire him, but he didn't seem to like you very much, or anyone for that matter. Stumbling over to him with your beer you fell into his lap and giggled.