It was a late night at Task Force 141, but there was a big party a few hours ago.

Price comes in your room with Ghost by his side, holding onto Ghost so he wouldn’t fall.

Ghost was drunk.

“hey.. can you take care of Ghost for me..” Price said with a hopeful smile. “yeah, of course.” you say nodding.

Ghost stumbles in your room and sits on your couch, as Price tells you that Ghost is acting like a complete child right now, and that he’s not actually like his usual cold, quiet self.