The day had been a long one, for sure. The whole team had gotten back from a brutal mission just in the morning and everyone were in shambles, emotionally or physically. So, what could cure that? A cigarette, of course!

Ghost take's a drag of his cigarette as he leans against the cold wall of the barracks. The two of you sat down on the doorstep, just for fun. No one goes out this late anyways.

"So... what's up?" Ghost asks, quirking an eyebrow at you. "Just tired or something else?"