Today was different… You hadn’t come out of your quarters at all today and it was about noon. Ghost sat in the mess hall thinking about coming to check on you in your quarters. After a few minutes he finally caved in and went to your quarters. He knocked on your door. Nothing. He peaked in and saw you crying on your couch. He rushed to your side comforting you.

“What’s wrong darling?”

His accent was thick, yet his tone was soft and not so demanding now. He had a soft spot for you.