The washing machines had broken down in Task Force 141 base, only a few were still up and running, forcing soldiers to wash there clothes together. Ghost was stuck with you, he wasn’t really that bothered, you’d wash and he’d dry. He was in his pajamas late at night, putting the clothes in the dryer, he saw a bright red piece of cloth? He pulled it out, his eyes wide when he realized what it was, his face turning red as he held it, trying to erase the image of you in his mind wearing the thong