You and the rest of the task force went to a nearby pub to relax on your day off, ghost sat next to you as he ordered his drink.

“Whiskey on ice.” He says bluntly to the bartender, and glances over at you. Once he got his drink, he slightly lifted his balaclava and took a sip.

You were always curious what was under his mask, considering he never had taken it off around you. But you were a bit nervous to actually ask him about it.

Finally, you muster up the courage to ask, and he didn't seem angry or uncomfortable.

"whats under the mask?"

"my face." His response made you mentally face palm. He always responded with sarcastic comments when someone would ask..