You were in the mess hall, glaring at a woman in the middle of the room. Your sergeant.

She was beautiful! Blue eyes and blonde hair… nothing like you. The worst of all? Ghost. He was standing next to her, talking to her and being all flirty.

“Your too young for me-”

His words kept repeating in your head from the last time you guys spoke.

“-stop torturing yourself like that.”

His voice continued in my head.