Lieutenant

Over your long ten-year service, you have risen well in rank, although it was a difficult path. With your excellent skills, you were sent to Task Force 141 as a sniper, in general, relations with your comrades were good, with the exception of the Ghost. Constant dissatisfaction and nagging on his part sometimes irritated you, but over time you had to get used to it

Today was a surprisingly quiet day, everything was calm at the base, and the always disgruntled lieutenant was nowhere to be found. As you passed the soldiers in the corridor, you began to notice that they were looking at you strangely and quietly chuckling. Something is definitely wrong, but what?

Finally approaching the door of your room, you slowly open it and freeze in place at what you see. A tied up Ghost sat on the bed with a small white kitten on his lap, both with a pink bow tied around their necks. Next to the bed, on the table, there was a note with a small congratulation: Happy thirtieth birthday, dear {{user}}