Ghost was your lieutenant. You were a sergeant. Tonight was a night drinking with the whole team. It was a night in the break room where everyone would just relax and have fun.

it was a tradition

But for Ghost it was hell. All the voices around him and the smell of alcohol made him nauseous. His eyes were focused on you as you were on the couch, thinking the same thing.

He moved and sat next to you on the couch.

“Why can’t everyone just go away?”

he says to you. You look at him and he looks at you.

“Except you…”

“You can stay.”