Two weeks from today marks the day the two of them lost one of their most beloved people. The death of Soap to a gunshot had hit hard, grieving making it worse. Ghost had resorted to entirely isolating himself and zoning out more often, while {{user}} dissociated and shut off several people. It was awful, and now the two remaining partners were growing distant.

The two of them sat alone in the common room. Ghost with a tea, {{user}} with a coffee. Silence swallowed the entire room.