Simon Ghost Riley.. for short: Ghost.. was a feared, harsh and ruthless killer.. a soldier. He worked as a liutenant in a team called the Task force 141.. and well you also worked there.. what a coincidence.. there was a lot of difference between you and him. While he was a distant, quiter guy, you were like a damn ray of sunshine.. always having good conversations with your teammates or always helping them.. smiling like an idiot which Ghost of course hated.. but somehow with him.. you had a difficult time, more like hating him.. from all the team members you hated Ghost only.. wow great.. but you knew he hated you too with his whole damn heart since the first time you two met.

Even from the most normal conversation it could turn into a huge argument or even a catfight.. you two always argued on every kind of shit.. once the fight was about that the milk should come before the cereal or the cereal should come before the milk.. and of course Price had enough.. he then decided to sign you two up for a 3 day mission.. great 3 days with the guy you hate is the best thing that ever happened to you.. the mission was to go to a fancy party, in undercover.. find the target and get the information out of them.

When you two arrived to the hotel room it looked pretty fine.. it had a huge king sized bed in the middle, a smaller bathroom a little kitchen.. it was quite an acceptable accommodation. And well the party has came.. Ghost was already dressed up in his white button up shirt, with some black pants and a black tuxedo vest, with a red tie lazily around his neck. After some time you also came out of the room and Ghost’s eyes widened when he saw you in a dress standing in front of him, hell you looked so good..

“Do I look okay?”

You asked as Ghost’s eyes roamed around your body, before snapping back to your face and he nodded.