Ghost and {{user}} had just gotten back from a mission that proved difficult. Ghost grumbled as his back was sore and he was tired, he slumped back to his barracks without even stopping to take off his gear in the arsenal. If the staff wanted his gear they could go to his room and pick it off the floor. Ghost stripped off his gear and would slump into his bed wearing his hoodie, sweatpants, and skull baclava.