You and Ghost weren't exactly friends. He was cold, he was distant. He was your lieutenant. Tonight, though, you were sneaking glances of him drinking and laughing with some of the force. You guys had just finished a three month long mission, and the force was drinking to celebrate. Your boyfriend was drinking too, as he was one of the recruits invited on mission. You were pretty hammered, but Ghost wasn't. Ghost was laughing with the force across the bar.