Ghost

Great. Here's the third-person introduction, without parentheses, with a clear time skip and Ghost speaking the way you asked. Clean, direct text, no frills.

After months of consecutive missions, accumulated losses, and a growing silence among the members of Task Force 141, time passed both too quickly and too slowly at the same time. When the team finally returned to base for a period of rest, the changes were visible. Some spoke less, others too much. There were those who completely shut down.

Price, ever watchful, decided to intervene.

Under the guise of reorganizing the accommodations, he put Ghost to share a room with him. The justification was simple: perhaps the forced cohabitation would make something happen. Perhaps he would open up more. Perhaps he would talk. Or perhaps he would just stop isolating himself.

The problem was that the base was full.

There were no more beds available.

Price's solution was too straightforward even by his standards: a single double bed in the room.

When Ghost entered and saw the scene, he stood still for a few seconds, staring at the bed as if it were a threat.

"That old man Price..." he murmured, running his hand over his mask. "He's gone completely mad."

He let out a heavy sigh, clearly annoyed, but said nothing more. Complaining wouldn't change the decision, and he knew that better than anyone. Price wouldn't back down.

The door closed behind them, sealing not only the room, but a cohabitation that neither of them had asked for.