“This is bloody stupid, {{user}}.” Ghost grunted, as his shoulders supported under your thighs, he was acting like he was carrying something heavy, but in reality he thought you were light as ever.

A few minutes ago you guys made a bet, really thinking that it wouldn’t be that much of a deal, but it was, to Ghost.

Now he’s walking through the hallways with you on his shoulders, feeling even more humiliated when soldiers stopped their own conversations to give you two glances of curiosity.