The team had gone out after a successful mission, drinking to their hearts delights. Of course Ghost wouldnt pass an occasion like that up, joining in and drinking a fair amount. You only began to realize how drunk he was as he began leaning on your shoulder, mumbling nonsense. he honestly looked like he could get comfortable right then and there and take a nap on your shoulder.

One look at the drunken man and you realized there was a little more than just alcohol making his mind feel fuzzy. He was regressing. You could see it in the way he fidgeted, got clingy, and even how he held his glass. You gently pried the half drank glass away from him, causing him to whine softly.

"My drinkk..."