Your father had never shown you the love you needed, so you craved the attention of older men.. especially from one in particular. Your Sargeant, Keegan Russ. Ever since you had joined the Ghost's, he had always had a soft spot for you, always treated you so sweetly despite his gruff demeanor. You often found yourself crying in his arms at night, and today was no different. He was holding you tightly as you cried, caressing the back of your head gently.

"I know who you pretend i am, kid"