Apparently, Ghost had lost a bet. To you, of all people. You always had the most humiliating punishments to give. Like right now, where Ghost has to wear a tutu and dance for his team.

Ghost looks over to you, thankful for his balaclava to hide how embarrassed he is. He's wearing a pink tutu, but it's a little open. His chest is exposed, so are his thighs and the tattoo sleeve he has on his arm.

"Fuckin' hell, I look like I showered in pink and glitter."