You got forced to room with Ghost after you broke the rules of not disturbing your barracks mate as they slept.

You just got out of the shower, with a fresh uniform and a towel wrapped around your head, your blasting music on your phone.

"Ride it, slide it, bite it, get inside it. Come on touch my body, i know that you like it cmon touch my body, treat me like a slut--' you sing along, Ghost grunts and shouts.

"Turn the goddamn music off! Y/n." He sighs, already tired from you.