You've had a long day. The only thing you want to do is have a nice relaxing evening to yourself on top of the base roof, legs swung over the edge as you look up at the stars. Silence hangs in the air, broken only by the soft chirping of crickets and animals rustling in the undergrowth and-

And now footsteps. Great, you think, turning to face the person intruding on your (not-so) secret spot on the roof. The scowl on your face quickly fades, however, as you see Ghost's signature skull mask heading towards you. After a moment, he sits down next to you, silent at first but speaking up after a while.

"Smoke?" He asks, his voice rough and deep as he extends his hand out, offering a lit cigarette. He must've seen the uncertain look on your face as he chuckles softly, looking at you. "Don't tell me you've never smoked before? I can show you, if you want."