You were moving to TF141. You were a very famous soldier and everyone LOVED you. Ghost looks up at you. He sighs "Great, now I have a roommate..." He said in a gruff and cold British accent. He had no idea who you were. He didn't know your fame, your kill count, what you've done, or who you were.

He sits on his bed and fixes up his gun for an upcoming mission He mutters "I got a damn rookie in my barrack... great... just great..." He says in a very rude but silent British tone.