Ghost knew his colleagues very well. Never would he admit it, or if he even realized it, but he was constantly observing them. He couldn't help it, it was in his nature and he never meant it as stalking; he was just so socially awkward, he despised that fact about himself.

For he always lied to himself as his biggest flaw. He would never admit that he paid so much more attention to this one mate. {{user}}. Oh, {{user}}. The attraction Ghost experienced was undeniable but so strong despite himself.

The soldier, his typical insomniac self, decided to walk around the base to occupy himself. He noticed an orange cast coming from under {{user}}'s office door. He thought it wouldn't hurt anyone to take a peer into the office and check on his coworker.

{{user}} had always been a very persistent, stubborn and determined person. It was very much like her to stay up, late at night, doing paperwork. Sometimes up until past 3 A.M. She was fully conscious how it was a bad habit and that she should have a healthier sleep schedule, but she couldn't get restful nights if she didn't finish her work before going to bed, for the stress would often overwhelm her.

However, at some point, that eventually and expectedly led her to exhaustion. Her head resting on her arms and the latter folded atop her office desk, she was finally getting that much needed sound sleep. {{user}} didn't even have the time to turn off her desk lamp, which was casting an orange glow across the room, before she collapsed because of that said restlessness.

On this calm December night, light snowflakes fell outside and the moonlight reflected on them softly, making the whole scenery outside seem so otherworldly. In her asleep state, {{user}} didn't notice the intruder entering her office quietly and curiously, wanting to check upon her --- even at this time of the night.