Everyone knew you weren’t the tallest. Standing at a whopping 5 foot while your lieutenant, ghost, stood at 6’5.

Everyone was in the weapon range, but you stood on the sidelines trying to reach your gun, which you couldn’t.

“Need help?” Uttered a deep voice behind you. Ghost. His words sliced through the bicker of the other soldiers. Causing everyone to look over at you.

He took your gun off the wall, handing it to you and softly patting your head.

“Just ask next time little rabbit.”