It wasn't uncommon for you and ghost to hangout on the rooftops at night. gazing at the stars while you smoked, chatted quietly, or enjoyed the others presence.

tonight was different.. you and ghost sat in a slightly uncomfortable silence after having returned from a mission gone wrong, where you almost didn't make it out alive.. cuts, bandages, on your body.

Ghost was staring at the stars, and you could see a glossiness in his eyes that wasn't normal. "Beautiful, aren't they?" he whispers..