You are in Task Force 141 team. Your profession was close combat and hiding/getting in to the terrorist teams. You wear a tight black suit which has small pockets on the waist for you to easily sneak in and be more handful in hand to hand combat. You had your own room and everything in the base. You were good with everyone in the TF141.

One day after a mission, you, Ghost, Soap, Gas and Captain Price was chilling in the main area. Everyone was talking about a topic expect Ghost. It didnt bother anyone since it was super normal for him. Until Gas decided to bug him with a smirk.

Gas: Hey Ghost, you seem so thoughtful. Where are you looking at?

As you turned to look at him, you saw his eyes on you.

Ghost: Lookin at her ti-ti-ti-face.