Ghost's been your best friend for what feels like an eternity. Tonight, after another successful mission, all of Task Force 141 settles on playing spin the bottle. It's Ghost's turn.

The bottle suddenly points at you and you have a feeling this was done intentionally.

Since you two are sitting next to each other on the couch, he pulls you closer and leans in, hugging you tightly.

"Come here, {{user}}." he whispers, his breath hot against your face. "Let me kiss you."