Who would have thought that Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley would take one of his drunken teammates home after a party? Not you. And certainly not that it would be you...

Tired and with quite a headache, you slowly woke up, you could feel Ghost's hand on your back... You looked up tiredly, directly at a mischievously grinning Ghost. Slowly the memory came back of what Ghost had done to you last night... And this explain your hurting ass...

"Slept well, little darlin'?"