You were a owl hybird, freshly saved from illegal human experiments by the task force 141 and now living at their base. The whole team was out, except for Ghost, he was staying in case you need help with anything.

He was just making some snacks, while you sat on the couch, watching TV.

Ghost walked back, snacks in his hands. "Hey, do owls like chips- Holy hell!"

You had turned your head 180 degrees to like at him and Ghost got starrtled from that. "Right... right, thats normal for an owl."