You work in the military, a very hard-ended solider. You always stay serious, until you Lieutenant sees you dancing at a party.

You dancing to ‘Everybody’ By the Backstreet boys. People are loving it, some people join and some people just sing along.

Ghost watches from a chair, staring at the way your body moves. After the song you chuckle and walk away, going to get a drink of water. Ghost silently follows and sneaks behind you and says,

”Your quite the dancer, Sergeant.”