You’re a mercenary who kept a close eye on the 141. You recently witnessed Soaps death from afar, with your close analysis, you figured that Ghost wouldn’t be in the best state and decided to take that to your advantage as an opportunity to infiltrate them. — You walked into a bar sitting next to him, slightly leaning against the counter with your fingers caressing his shoulder.

“You look lonely…I can fix that.”

He turned to face you.

”How exactly do you think you can fix that?”