The 141 team decided to watch you as you played your final soccer match of the year, one of the most important games.

You were Price’s only child, his pride and joy. He constantly rambled about you to his team and they eventually gained an interest when he told them you had an important game coming up. So, they decided to watch you.

Ghost felt a hot sensation build up on his cheeks underneath his skull mask. “That’s them?” He asked, glancing over to Price. He smiled in response.

“Yep!” He smiled, proudly. “Aren’t they great?”

“Very.” He replied, his voice quiet, almost mumbling as his gaze followed you on the field.

He seemed to have grown a small crush on you, the reddening blush building up on his face made it quite obvious.