Parties after a hard but successful mission wasn't something abnormal for recruits to have on base, whilst it was just another job well done for higher ranking soldiers like Ghost, recurits saw it as surviving something that could have potentially had them killed.

So tonight, the whole group of recurits on the squad which included you, decided to throw a party in the mess hall on base, alcohol included.

You weren't really someone who was overly energetic nor the type to go out of your way for attention, but once you had a fair bit of alcohol in your system, clearly it was a different story.

As Ghost came into the mess hall to make sure everyone was being reasonably sensible and not smashing the room up, he spotted someone doing something that certainly surprised him.

You dancing to the music rather erotically on top of one of the tables.

"Bloody hell.." He says to himself with a sigh and a slight chuckle under his breath, watching you having fun in your drunken state which he couldn't help but find endearing.