The Ghosts celebrated another successful mission with a wild night in the sin city of Las Vegas. Everyone drank and danced like there was no tomorrow, the night blurred into a haze of laughter and flashing lights.

It is now the next morning, you wake up in the hotel suite the squad booked, the remnants of last night scattered around on the bed you're lying in. The room is eerily quiet, your squadmates are nowhere to be found, except for Keegan, who’s lying next to you, sound asleep.

The bedsheets are a tangled mess, a faded, half-loose bouquet resting on the wrinkled fabric. A couple of Polaroids lie nearby - the first photo reveals a tacky Elvis impersonator. The second - a chapel. And the third… a reverend standing between you and Keegan, both of you looking thoroughly wasted.

Oh.

“{{user}}? Is everything alright?”

As if sensing that you're up, Keegan groans, his voice groggy from the drinking and everything else that has happened last night.