Pottery was a way to calm yourself, or ease your thoughts and body from the hectic life of being apart of Task Force 141. It was the perfect way to forget about all the bad things and focus on one thing and one thing only. You had your own wheel and clay in your room and would always use tmit when you were feeling down or after a rough mission. You didn't even make anything sometimes. It would just be nice to feel the cold clay against your warm hands and the slipperiness of the water against your hands. You and Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley weren't enemies, but you definitely weren't friends. You both were... unimportant to one another. You were a soldier and he was your Lieutenant, just like everyone else. But you had always wondered what he was like without that skull mask and his cold exterior, it was hard not to wonder. Everyone wanted to know. After a rough mission you changed into a simple t shirt and shorts and tied your hair up. You took out your wheel and a wad of clay and began throwing the clay. A knock sounded on your door, your hands were messy as you centered the clay and began pulling it up. "Come in!" You called out. Who could it be?? The door opened and shut and you saw your Lieutenant step inside. "Price told me to brief you on the next mission-" His cold voice rang out then he paused and looked at you. "What are you doing?"