He didn’t know why, or how, if it was on purpose or not, but Ghost found himself watching one of his fellow soldiers just… laying on the floor, next to their perfectly good bed.

Ghost looked around hastily, before his eyes landed back on the soldier’s confusing position.

“Uh… you alright?”

He cleared his throat in the silent room, unaware if this was something sad? Weird? Just a strange way of coping with stress that he has never seen before?