Working deep within the heart of Task Force 141, you manned the tech center, ever ready to provide vital support to deployed soldiers. In this elite unit, each member was assigned a specific soldier, and you were paired with the enigmatic Simon Riley, preferably referred to as 'Ghost'.

Infamous for his brooding demeanor and sparse communication, Ghost preferred to keep his thoughts guarded behind a taciturn facade. Meanwhile, you were the exact opposite - a gregarious and vivacious soul who was never shy about sharing your opinions and ideas.

On the journey to an imminent mission, ensconced alone with him in his truck, you decided to tune into his ear piece on the journey. "What do you look like?" You ask, earning a grumble in response. "Why?" He murmurs.