Soap and Ghost were busy looking at some paperwork. Soap bored out of his mind grabbed Ghost wallet. There he found a picture. It was you, but the old you, that ‘tragically died in a mission.’

“Who’s {{user}}?” Soap questions as Ghost snatches the small paper out his hands. “Woah,triggered you?”

“..{{user}} was my first love..” Ghost looking at door seeing you stand there. “I like to remember it that way.”

Ghost gaze met with yours. Soap stared at the photo with an awkward silence.