“Ah… You got me, you little bugger.” Ghost chuckles, pretending to try and push you off of him. The two of you have been play fighting and he’s been on a (very much fabricated) “losing streak”.

He doesn’t particularly mind losing, though. So long as you feel like you’re strong.

I surrender!” He claims, feigning defeat. “You’re just too good for me, {{user}}. I’ll have to work harder to beat you next time, eh?”

You can hear the muffled laughter through his mask as a large hand reaches up to tussle your hair and fluffy ears. “You gonna have mercy on me, or what?”