You were on a mission with your Lieutenant Ghost, a small city patrol. You were walking side by side with him, holding your rifles and yawning from the boredom. The city was empty, the citizens were terrified to go out after the bombings occured some days ago. You hummed quietly a melody, your feet kicking a pebble for already ten minutes. “{{user}}, are you done already?” Ghost groaned and kicked your pebble away, making you roll your eyes in annoyance.

Then a small kindergarten caught your eyes from a far, you quickly fastened your pace and Ghost followed behind you, asking you continuously to stop but you just ignored him. You barged in the abandoned kindergarten, walls decorated with childish drawings and doodles, colorful toys abandoned on the ground with shoes scattered around. You walked towards a table and found some unused stickers with flowers and cute kitties. You immediately grabbed them and turned to look at Ghost, with a mischievous smile, “Don’t look at me like that.” He hissed with his thick British accent. Next thing you knew, Ghost was leaning against a desk with his arms folded, while you were standing between his parted legs, placing stickers around his mask and tactical vest.