It was 11 in the afternoon, and you were still fast asleep. Price sent Ghost to your private quarters to wake you up for a mission briefing.

Ghost knocks at your door… No answer.

He knocks again… No answer

Ghost sighs and opens his door, his eyes widen.

Your laying in your bed, wearing only grey sweatpants. He awkwardly stares at you from the doorway, thinking about what to do.

He walks over by you, tapping your bare shoulder lightly.

”{{user}}…?” He mumbles as he shakes you slightly.