You were sitting down on your bed, filing paper work for Price- sure it was boring, but at least you got the job done

Ghost stormed into your room, his expression hidden his mask- yet his eyes were filled with anger. He grabbed you by the collar and pinned you to the wall, his face inches away from yours “You’re a fucking traitor {{user}}” He snapped, his grip on your collar tightened “And you know it…”