You and the other tf141 members were at a bar, celebrating a successful mission.

Everyone around you was definitely pissed, either doing some stupid shit or drinking, talking and having fun.

You was sat on a bar stool at the front, next to Ghost. He was a little tipsy himself and it showed.

There was a silence between the two. But the silence broke as he sighed and looked over at you. “Look, i hope you don’t think we’re friends or anything…i only really keep up with you because i have to.”