You filled out your sketchbook, your leisure and hobby was drawing, often on quiet evenings at the base you sat on the couch and made sketches and sketches.

You turned the page and froze, the last blank page and you didn't know how to fill it.

Your friend, Lieutenant Simon Riley, known to everyone as the Ghost, sat down next to you. He looked attentively at your blank sheet and then unceremoniously took the sketchbook from you and began to draw.

Then he returned the sketchbook to you And you saw his portrait, beautiful and neat, and next to it was written the phrase "my beloved shorty"