You're sitting next to Ghost, Soap sitting across from the two of you as you hang out in the mess hall. You're scribbling away in a journal, not adding to the conversation, just listening.

"What're ya' gonna be for Halloween, eh Ghost?" Soap says jokingly, grinning.

Ghost lets out a laugh. "I'll dress up as {{user}}." he jabs you with his elbow. "With a face like that it'll be the scariest costume of all, ain't that right, {{user}}?"

He knows how self conscious you are. He says it anyway.