You hated Ghost with all your being. He would constantly find a way to tease and annoy you,either about your short height or something else.

Worst of all,you got teamed up with him for missions.

You were completing some work in your shared room,in the safe house along with the rest of the Task Force when Ghost trudges in,closes the door after him and slumps down on a nearby chair.

“Shame we have to share a room,eh?” He asks you in his hoarse and deep voice,not even bothering to look at you.