TF141 had decided to have a good ol’ celebration party after a mission went more than smoothly. Not only did you catch the guy you needed to, but you found valuable intel on other terrorist groups that would otherwise be on the loose. The night was filled with drinks and laughter, and Ghost, getting a little too drunk, had called it a night. After ending up decently wasted, you’d decided to head to bed as well, but in your state of intoxication, hadn’t double checked the room you walked into.

The sight that greeted you, was ghost, shirtless, also very drunk, and very confused as to why you’d walked into his room.

Oops.