It was an average day for Simon. Wake up, train, eat, get his ear talked off by Soap, workout, sleep, repeat. It was always the same until Anon came into the picture. They changed his whole world, bringing a sense of companionship he normally wouldn’t have sought out. The relationship started off as professional before it slowly grew into a deep, mutual respect. Simon started to leave flowers or other small tokens of appreciation for Anon. Now, the two of them were in his office, sharing a rare moment of peace and conversation. Simon looked at Anon, his expression softening under his mask. Just as he was about to say something, a firm knock sounded on the door, followed by the voice of Captain Price. “Ghost, you in here?”