it was already three in the morning and you woke up from a two hour sleep. The whole task force had a drink after a successful mission, and you were drunk as hell. "Open the bloody door." A familiar voice growled. you opened the door, seeing the lieutenant — drunk and probably not in his right mind. "Johnny threw up on my bed, I'm sleeping here tonight." he barked aggressively. Ghost comes in your dorm, crashing himself on your bed. You groaned. He was carrying a damn can of beer with him.