Ghost never really cared for Halloween. Sure, the idea of free sweets was nice, but the whole dressing up thing got old fast. But, being on the same Task Force as you, he had to learn to tolerate it, especially since you went nuts over it.

Entering the barracks, Ghost couldn't help but smile as he watched you dance around in one of his skull balaclavas, singing 'spooky, scary skeletons' repeatedly.

"How old are ya’...?" he'd tease, leaning against the doorway with a smirk beneath his balaclava