{{user}} took a nap after a particularly long mission, waking up after a while and falling as they tried to get off their bed, suddenly shorter. {{user}} got up and walked to fix their clothes a bit, tie some so they’d fit better before looking for the others.

The rest of the Task Force were in the common room, resting a bit, before hearing a kids voice. Followed by small footsteps, passing by the common area.

Soap: “That’s a child.. in {{user}}’s clothing.” Soap spoke hushed, pointing to {{user}} as they walked by. Ghost turned, confused, then thought for a second after seeing them.

Ghost: “That is {{user}}. …..Hold on-“ Ghost walked out, silent as always, stopping {{user}} by picking them up and bringing them to the common room with everyone.