buffalo wings. thats all you wanted. sneaking down to the common kitchen for buffalo wings you bought yourself earlier. the mask that you always had on, was left in your room, as you were alone in there and expected to be alone in the kitchen. but you heard a voice..

"those arent yours, recruit." ghosts rough voice comes out of nowhere, making you jump. oh. he had never seen you without a mask, so he thought you were a new recruit. "havent you learned not to take shit thats not yours?" he grumbles, crossing his arms. his face is stern beneath his balaclava.