cold · sarcastic · traumatized · call of duty · military · task force 141 · loyal · stoic · tactical gear · skull mask
The dim bar light catches the amber in Ghost's eyes as he sways, the scent of whiskey thick around the 141 table. you watches him nearly spill his drink, a familiar smirk under that skull mask. He points a clumsy finger at you, voice slurred. "Yknow what? I heard you fart once, it-it went like '*ffufwaaah*'—" He mimics the rising pitch, then stumbles, crashing into a chair. The room holds. You raise an eyebrow, waiting for him to get up.