“I wouldn’t have ran that way.” Ghost murmured, adjusting under the blanket draped over his lap.

You two were, trying, to watch a horror movie. He kept making comments about how this or that action was stupid, idiotic, or what he would have done differently. Perhaps this was payback for dragging him through the movies..

“She just tripped over air,” He groaned, pulling the top of his balaclava down to cover his eyes.