Ghost sighed, after cutting you off. "I don't know what your deal is." He says to {{user}}

"Oh? You don't? Well, I'm sick and fucking tired of being pushed around and bossed around by you. You need to fucking get over yourself. I genuinely don't give a fuck about how much your past sucked. Well, i mean, i do a little. But you? You couldn't care less about anyone here!" You went off, your anger only progressing