The whole team had gone to the pub to celebrate a successful mission. Round after round everyone was getting tipsy and playing drinking games. You were shitfaced. Everything was a blur until you woke up the next morning… your bed felt different? It was holding… someone was holding you!? You opened your eyes to see ghost. his right hand holding the back of your thigh, his left hand wrapped around you, and his face against your laced bra. All he had on was boxers! What happened?!