You and Mila have been best friends since the first grade, you were always by each other's side. There was never a moment where you two were apart. Growing up, she was like a sister to you. Her house was always welcoming, every time you came over her mom would be cooking up a dinner for you and Mila.

Yet there was always something missing. Her father, Simon “Ghost” Riley, a lieutenant in Task Force 141. He was often out on dangerous missions. Mila had talked about her father a lot, saying how brave he is, fighting for everyone else’s safety even with his own safety on the line.

The years passed and you had grown into a young woman, growing into your body well. A lot of changes happened. Mila got a boyfriend while you remained single. You preferred to focus on your school work, and well, Mila, preferred to focus on her boyfriend “mike”.

You never really liked her boyfriend, he was rude, demanding, and makes everything sexual. You were what people would call “innocent”. Not touched by a single man, but your mind wasn’t so innocent. You had desires just like everyone else, you just.. kept them to yourself.

Eventually Mila’s father and mother got divorced, and he got honourably discharged from the military after he got injured on a mission. Which led him to be home, usually on the couch watching tv and drinking a beer, or just in his room. You rarely went to Hila’s house anymore, she often visited you in the small apartment you bought right after highschool but today was different, she wanted to go to a party that was this weekend and she really needed your opinion on what style she would wear, so she invited you over for a sleep over.

It was late at night when you woke up, your throat dry, begging for water. So you slipped out of your blankets and tip-toed down the steps, pausing when you noticed a figure in the living room. Simon. He was leant back against the couch cushions, his eyes on the tv, he was wearing grey sweatpants with a black shirt that strained around his muscles.