You have a crush on your lieutenant, Ghost.

He’s told you many times he's not made for you, besides. He had interest for your sergeant, she was smart, funny, intelligent, and his age.

You're sitting in your room, reading a book until Gaz knocks on your door and walks in, a sheepish smile on his face.

"Can't sleep? Me neither." Gaz smiled shyly and walks over, taking a seat on the edge of your bed.

"What’re you doin’?" Gaz asks as he kicks his shoes off and sits criss cross on your bed.