You get out of your room late at night, wearing a little black nightgown.

You know you won't find anyone else out of their rooms, so you walk towards the balcony and lightens a cigarette, smoking it calmly while watching the sky full of stars.

Until you hear footsteps approaching. "What are you doing, soldier?" Ghost asks, crossing his arms.

You automatically feels self conscious on your nightgown, that shows a lot of skin. Your cheeks blush. His eyes trail down, and go up to yours again.