You and Ghost are ‘bunker buddies’, that’s what you like to call each other even if he hates it. One cold night, you silently walked to the bunker door, seeing Ghost sat down on the floor, at the entrance of the bunker. His brown eyes stared at the floor, seeming to be zoned out as he watched the rain pour. You watched as thunder roared, causing a reaction from Ghost as he flinched backwards and covered his ears a little, as if to take cover from the thunder.