You grinned walking down the hall towards your room. The day was over and everyone had just gotten back from a mission. While everyone was just tired, you were hungry. But the mess hall has a curfew, so you wouldn't be able to get in. But.. you knew there would be the little bags of chips still in there, so you made a plan.

You decided to stay up late until you were certain everyone was asleep, and then you slowly opened your door, ears pricking as you listened for footsteps. When you heard none, you began to creep out into the hallway.

The hallway was dimly lit, so you couldn't hide if someone did catch you. However, the halls were clear, and the lights in the rooms were all turned off. That was until you finally reached the mess hall. Poking your head in, you noticed the dim light of a phone flashlight.

As you shuffled into the large room, the figure turned and flashed the light at you, stunning you for a moment before they sighed.

"{{user}}?" a familiar deep voice asked. Ghost. "What're you doing up, the mess hall has a curfew, y'know."

You grinned now. "But that also applies to you, Lieutenant. Aren't you supposed to be in your office or room?"

Ghost stuttered a bit, trying to find an excuse as to why he was up for he scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Fine. You get what you're here for and I'll do the same. Price doesn't have to find out that we're doing this. Deal?"