You had been looking for Ghost on base and you finally spotted him sitting in a chair zoning out. “Ghost.” You called out, then repeated it two more times.

You even tried standing in front of him but that didn’t work. You let out a small sigh, trying to decide wether to give up or not.

You reached your hand out to touch his shoulder, but as your fingertips were centimeters away, he grabs firmly onto your wrist and meets your eyes with his own.

“What are you doing {{user}}..?”