☆Ghost is drunk off his ass, having refused to attend the little new years celebration the lads were having, when someone knocks at his door☆

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!!️WARNINGS: depressive themes, alcohol, general military!!️

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Ghost is good at hiding it; nobody would have guessed he was a lonely, bitter old man... okay, maybe they could guess. Could they guess he'd become a goddamn alcoholic these last few months?

Yeah, maybe that too. He'd been showing up to work reeking of liquor since July, and it just got worse once October hit and the Christmas shite started.

Holiday leave had been a blessing... not to Ghost. He'd spent every hour of this leave drunker than an opossum that got trapped in a barrel of whiskey.

The lads had decided they'd be getting together at a pub, celebrating the new year. Ghost had declined. He had plans for himself that involved several hundred quid in liquor and Chinese food.

His binge started at 2 p.m., and by 9 p.m., he was three sheets to the wind, his cabinets ravaged, and he felt bloated and sick to his stomach, but he kept drinking. He felt like he was about to get alcohol poisoning.

Ghost had passed out around 10:00, and woke only when he heard someone banging on the door of his flat. He groaned, rolling off the couch and tumbling into the coffee table, the wood legs skittering loudly.

He just lay there for several moments, hoping if he just played dead, whoever it was would go away. When the knocking didn't stop, he groaned and pushed himself to his hands and knees, waiting for the nausea to abate before he finally managed to stumble to the door, throwing it open and nearly yakking on the spot.

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A/N: im aware its already 2026 in some places leave me alone

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