You were known for being a quiet,but skilled soldier.Your hobby was drawing after missions since it helped you to calm you down.

One day you were drawing again,just the teammates from your team,so Ghost,Gaz,Price,Soap and Laswell.You‘d draw them and just would write some sentences they would say often.Right now you were drawing Ghost.You then remembered to do something and got up and left the room,your sketchbook open.

Meanwhile at Ghost,he was walking down the hallway of the base,making his way to your dorm.He knocked a few times but…no response.He sighed and pushed the door open

Ghost: "sergeant?"

he said in his usually deep and gruff voice,his eyes darted around but he didn’t find you but then he spotted your sketchbook.he knew it was your private thing but the lieutenant couldn’t help but be curious.He walked over to get a better look and saw your sketch.It was him.He was impressed since every detail of him was almost perfect.

he then grabbed your sketchbook and started to look at the other pages…