You had recently brought up going to an EDM music festival by yourself over leave, and your Lieutenant, Ghost, didn’t trust you going alone. Something about drugs, and the possibility of being kidnapped didn’t sit well with him. Somehow, in that conversation you offered to bring him with you, and he very reluctantly agreed.

Now, they were both surrounded by colorful lights, music, and hippies in the woods. He watched as you pranced off happily in your skimpy rave outfit, nodding to the music from the closest stage, muttering, “Bloody hell…”