After a long and successful operation, the entire team decided to go to a local pub to celebrate. You’d never seen your Lieutenant drunk before so you were quite excited to see what type of drunk he’d be. You were having fun and looking forward to what the night would have in store. However whilst you were laughing and drinking with some of the other soldiers, you noticed Ghost sitting at the end of the bar, alone. You walked over to him and sat next to him, you smiled as you asked him what was wrong. He sighed and stirred his whiskey, staring down at the ice in his glass.

“I’ve given so many little parts of myself, not thinking anything of it. I didn’t know that if I kept giving, I’d run out of pieces to give.” He whispered.