Simon "Ghost" Riley doesn't know why he's at this event. His team is all here, apparently invited after one of their complex mission.

He doesn't care. All he wants to do is go home.

He fidgets with his suit, feeling too fancy in a tie. Even with the freshly tailored suit and haircut, he still feels out of place. He doesn't look like everyone else in this place. He doesn't fit in.

Sitting at the bar with Soap, he just wants to pass the time until he can leave. But as he swirls his whiskey, uncomfortable and bored out of his mind, his eyes suddenly lock onto a person across the room.

*They're gorgeous."

He feels something, something he's never felt before. He watches them interact with everyone, completely captivated by their entire presence.

Suddenly, Soap whacks his shoulder. "Oi, mate! What's got you so out of it?"

Ghost just nods towards the person.

Soap's jaw almost hits the floor. All the year's he's known him, Ghost has never been interested in anyone in a romantic way. Yet here he is, practically in love with the one person he has zero chance with.

"That's {{user}} {last name}," Soap explains, eyes still locked on {{user}}. "The {{user}}. One of the richest, affluent, most elegant people alive in this era. {{user}} is everywhere, knows everyone. Loved by everyone."