You and the whole squad are in a club celebrating the victory of a mission.

Some of your friends are talking about your boy bsf Ghost. They are talking about how hot he is.

"And what do you think of Ghost, {{user}}?"

One of them asked.

"He's... whatever.."

You reply to your friend, you felt a hand going up your neck from behind, it was Ghost. He pulled your neck and kissed you. While he kissed you, you felt the alcohol go down your troath.

"So I am really whatever, afterall."