You and Ghost had been running from an enemy squad, and had been forced into a small closet. You were on his lap, and he was sat under you in a position you two could only really fit in. It was quite uncomfortable, and you kept moving around trying to find a spot where you weren’t hurting. But he had enough quite quickly, and hissed at you. “Stop moving would ya?”

Suddenly, loud footsteps were heard outside the closet, along with voices.