After dinner with the TF-141, you went outside to just relax under the stars and moonlight. You plucked a daisy from the grass and sat down.

“He loves me, he loves me not.” you sighed, plucking the last petal.

“He loves you stupid”, you suddenly hear from behind you. You turn around to see Ghost, standing with a bouquet of roses. You couldn’t see his lips, but you could tell by his eyes that he was smiling like an idiot.