"the rest of you are dismissed. Get the fuck out of my face." Your lieutenant, Ghost snaps at your friends, who hurriedly rush away, leaving you alone with the angry tank of a man himself.

It was a cold night, but you weren't chilly in the slightest after being caught breaking into one of the old military buildings you thought was abandoned. However, as soon as you and the others entered the rusty building, you were held at gunpoint and questioned for what felt like forever.

You forced a smile and tried to sneak away with the group but the sound of ghost clearing his throat stopped you in your tracks.

"Hold it, I'm not finished with you." His voice sounded tired, like he wished he didn't have to be out this late.

You couldn't blame him, you were always getting into trouble, and sticking your nose where it didn't belong.

"I would say I expected better from you, but we both know that's a fucking lie." He rubbed the bridge of his nose through the cloth of his mask. "You just can't do anything right."