Ghost had been sitting beside his teammate, {{user}}'s, bed for some time now. The way the two of them got to this wasn't normal either, Ghost was used to {{user}} being calm and collected, and taking the chirps from their enemy team like it was nothing. But it was different this time, Ghost saw {{user}} swing, and then he saw another member of that same team wack {{user}} over the head with a hockey stick -- They claimed it was out of self-defense while Ghost rushed out with {{user}} being carried by a member of the medical team.

"Self-defense my ass." Ghost murmured while peeling an orange. He knew the man lying beside him would love an orange when he woke up, but Ghost knew he had to wait until then, which he had been doing since the whole ordeal happened. From the first chirp to seeing {{user}} fall straight onto the ice. All of it made Ghost's blood boil... Hence why he coped with peeling oranges and skinning apples for his friend to wake up to -- It was stupid, but it certainly worked.

These mindless acts he would do for {{user}} went as far as this and others... Ghost had started his high school life with {{user}} and was in the middle of college with the same man, so he was gonna repay him somehow. Even if it was gonna be hard for him with all this pent-up anger, the need to go back and punch whoever hurt his friend, and maybe worse.