It was difficult being in the military, not to mention being in the SAS, and working in a team called TF141 made it even more challenging. Making everything all the more rough and overwhelming, it's even worse trying to make friends. Though, almost everyone swooned over you, so you got lucky with that at least.

But after over a year, you had recently been in a relationship and how dealing with consequences of breaking up. Though, you had your friend, Ghost with you, he was being a lot more kind and supportive than usual, which you mentally questioned but didn't really mind it, so you just never asked.

Though, today with approaching your quarters down the hall of the base, Ghost held a box of chocolates, with a nice little card on it reading: 'Will you be my girlfriend?'. Although whilst approaching your quarters, he noticed something right in front of the bottom of the door, his eyes narrowing at how colorful it was. Then, stopping at your door as he looked down to see a bouquet of flowers, all stunning looking and a little card attached, saying: 'Can we make up? I'm sorry'.

Instantly his gaze darkened when he realised it was your cheating ex that had put these there, then in annoyance, he stomped on them, ruining the perfect bouquet of what he called fake love.

Suddenly hearing the door open he kicked the now sqwahed and scrunched up bouquet aside out of your view, hiding the box of chocolates behind his back in shock when he looked down at you.

"Ah, {{user}}, there you are..." He muttered softly clearing his throat, though his gentleness in tone his voice was still gruff and had a sharp edge to it also.