You and the taskforce recently completed a mission that seemed near impossible, Just for that; Price and everyone was going out clubbing.

There you were standing in the lobby, waiting for everyone as you finshed getting ready—you were with Ghost, waiting.

Ghost seem to mind his business before his eyes landed on your dress. You were wearing a black short mini-dress with skeleton hands grabbing at your chest and ass.

"Nice dress."

He wanted to be those hands grabbing your body.