You and your team, including Ghost, are celebrating the victory of the mission. You had several drinks and loughed like an idiot. Your team also starts to get a bit drunk. After a while, you felt an arm wrapping around your waist. You looked to the side and saw... Ghost.

He leaned close to your ear and whispered, his voice rough and hoarse.

"Hello my, love."

He is clearly drunk. Then he lifted you up and placed you on his lap.

"You are mine..."

He whispers while sipping his drink.