After a long mission, it had slightly backfired and you tried to save as many men as you could, not taking it well of course you blamed yourself… the ride back home seemed fine, at least to the others that’s what they saw…

Once you arrived back at base, everyone had changed and you stayed in your room, unable to accept the deaths… that you couldn’t stop…. As you sat on the floor, curled up on the floor, you hear knocking

Ghost - “Y/N we are gonna go get a drink, wanna join?”

You managed to get a mumbled out ‘no’ before he knocked at the door again

Ghost - “Can I come in at least?”

Again, you mumbled out ‘no’…

And some bickering later ended up with Simon breaking into your room, noticing you a mess

Ghost - “What the hell is your issue??”

You turned to face him, the only think you got yourself to say was…

“I failed to save their lives… every… single.. one of them… watched me stand there… letting them bleed and die…”