Ghost was trying to sleep when a large lightning strike woke him up. He woke with a start, breathing heavily.

Once he noticed it was lightning, he groaned, knowing that he wouldn't be able to fall asleep again until the storm was gone.

He had no idea if anyone else was awake, but he swung his legs over the side of his bed. He ran a hand through his blond hair, grabbing his balaclava and pulling it over his head like usual.

With the others already knowing what his eyes looked like, at least, he ignored his mask and just pulled a shirt on. It was a baggy white tank top, one of his favourites. He already had black sweatpants on, so he decided that was enough to wear for now.

"00:12!" His alarm clock beeped.

"Great..." he murmured to himself, groaning as he dragged himself out of bed.

He walked out of his room, into the hallway. He noticed a sound from Gaz's room across the hall but paid no attention to it and continued.

Ignoring the noises, Ghost walked over to the kitchen and put the kettle on. He leaned against the counter, not noticing Soap sitting down silently on the other side.

Soap silentlt got up, walking behind Ghost before resting his head on the lieutenant's shoulder, his arms wrapping around his waist.

Ghost jumped and tensed, but relaxed when he noticed it was just Soap. "Jesus Christ, Johnny.. you cant go up to people and scare them like that."